When I pulled into the parking lot “The Silencer”, who is a black man, was in the parking lot with his wife who is incidentally a skinny white girl. She was yelling at the top of her lungs and acting completely irrational. “Unger” was out there appearing to be the referee. (Unger is not a small guy; he’d make a good bouncer at a downtown sleaze bar.) I walked past a scene whereby skinny wife was screaming at “The Silencer”, while they’re approximately aged 4-year-old son stood by watching. I’m glad I got out of my car and just walked into work. I hate shit like that.

I came inside and another co-worker who I’ll call “Teenie Bopper” (because she’s 17) proceeds to tell me that skinny white girl accused “Teenie Bopper” of fucking “The Silencer” because some other girl told skinny white girl that something was going on between them. A big “girl…you fuckin’ my man…I gonna kick yo ass” conversation went down and “Teenie Bopper” (who by the way is a single mother of a baby of her own) told skinny white girl “bring it on”. Of course the arms were flying around in typical Jerry Springer fashion and I did hear a lot of “gurrllll…” being thrown around as I walked by.

I wasn’t there for the most of it and I’m glad I walked past what I was witness to. Am I now working in the ghetto?? Apparently “The Silencer’s” skinny white girl wife is psycho. I dunno. I just know she looks trashy and acts trashy and that must surely equal “TRASH”. So “TRASH” yells at “The Silencer” for a while longer while everyone else is inside the building. Then “The Silencer” comes into work and sits down at his desk and “Unger” sits down shaking his head with a goofy ass grin on his face like he can’t believe it. “Teenie Bopper” said the most intelligent thing I heard all morning “I can’t believe she did that in front of her son!” Neither can I! Some women really suck at motherhood.

Now it’s a half hour later and everything’s back to normal. As normal as it gets inside this glass tube TV that my life has apparently become like.

I have something to say about this kind of behavior.

PoeticaL sez….“Even iff’n yo man be beddin’ a 17 yr old ‘ho… yo iz betta off leavin’ ‘dat mans dumb ass ‘dan you iz goin’ afta ‘da ‘ho …yo!”

oh one last surprising note….

and now for my closing thoughts at the end of this episode….

”UNGER” saved the day!!!! He was calm, cool, concise, fast thinking and he be ‘da man!!!!! Apparently he can clean up all sorts of messes nicely! I just gained some respect for him. Woah..go figure!

Achin’ to see normalcy in ‘da workplace…tee hee..

PoeticaL

The boy is mine

You need to give it up

Had about enough

It’s not hard to see

The boy is mine

I’m sorry that you

Seem to be confused

He belongs to me

The boy is mine

-Brandy