Hi, my name is Kizzy Kimbo an dun jus come back from da plantation werr i dun werk't real hard awl week. Pleez cuse ma dicshun whiles i's tryna stop Harpo from wannin to beat me cause he food ain't ready. T'ain't ma fawlt really cuz i been werkin real hard to make dat minimum wage...LMAO!
Okay, all jokes aside...Yeah, I really am tired as hell and I do feel like I've been working harder than hookers when the sailors come to port. Man, this has been a hella week. To add more intensity to my already stressed week, I had a few incidents that needed immediate attention. You know the kind that cost unexpected amounts of money. (sigh) Oh well, I'm still living and breathing.
Now, you'd think with a week like the one I've had, the stress of it all is what would have me a tad pissed off right? Wrong! What has me ticked is my nosey ass fucking coworkers who can't mind their damn business to save their lives. On at least three separate occasions were my personal conversations listened to, I received unsolicited commentary. WTF??? Thoughts in progress at the time...
1) Why can't you respect the fact that I WASN'T talking to you and MY business is just that?
2) If I wanted your opionon, unsolicited advice, or your general 2 cents, I could have frickin given it to you or asked for it. (neither was the damn case)
3) If you're not a part of the solution, then you're a part of the problem.
It was at that very moment where I said to myself IS IT JUST ME?
I sit in a damn cubicle and you all know that you get minimal privacy at best. When speaking with others in my cube it's a given that we speak in a hushed tones as not to alert the nosies. And if I'm on the phone, I speak lowly to prevent the said nosies from being all in. That works sometimes, but it's not always easy for the other party to hear me or think they haven't mistaken me for a Girl Six and I'm maxing out their credit card with sexy diatribe. (that wouldn't be a bad side hustle though...tick, tock, tick tock....thoughts in motion...lol!)
I came dangerously close to blazing a said nosie's ass today because he was all in mine like he and I had been in conversation about a particular incident I was dealing with. The Divine is truly wonderful because it not for Him, it would have gotten a tad ugly.
Well, I'm home now and am making the most of my evening and looking forward to NOT having to get up at o' dark thirty to get ready to for my day on the plantation.
28 September 2006
25 September 2006
Friendship 101
What is Friendship?
I’m sure all of you have friends whom you hold in high regard and that there’s nothing you wouldn’t do for them. Well, what happens when said friend no longer treats you in kind? A close friend and I have been discussing this a lot lately and we’ve mutually concluded that there are several people in our respective lives that have or will lose their ranking and be placed on the Do Not Call list. Why? Because while we recognize that people grow and change and their lives become more filled, is it really that hard to pick up a phone to or send an email to say, “I know it’s been a while, but I just wanted to check in and say hi”. Refer to Maintaining Friendships. To add insult to existing injury, the offending party is the one who uses that confounded line “what’s up stranger? Ain’t heard form you in a minute!” WTF?? Immediately screams in my mind. Are they freaking serious? Me? The stranger? Yeah, the fuck right!!!! I’m the one who’s been reaching out, taking the back seat, ride or die; and what have you. And you have the nerve to finally make contact and greet me with the okey doke. I don’t friggin think so!!!!!!!!!
Just because someone has been a friend for ex amount of years doesn’t give them the right/privilege of treating someone as if they’re entitled to maintaining said status if they’re not doing anything reciprocal. Relationships of any kind are founded on reciprocity, mutual trust, respect and COMMUNICATION. How and why should I consider someone a friend if they’re not doing their part? The irony of it is that the non-reciprocal party typically expects the giving party to be there at their beck and call. In the infamous words of Ms. Houston, “hell to da naw!” Why should they hold a title to something they’ve no longer earned or deserve?
Refer to Toxic Friends
As a part of my new year’s resolutions, I concluded that I will no longer make excuses for the behavior (sometimes lack thereof) of others and take a step back. Why should I be the one constantly making contact, reaching out, and oft times be left in the deficit? If I mean/t anything to said friend, then why can’t they show me that?
Like respect, friendship is something that is EARNED, not given, and certainly NOT taken and/or taken for granted.
I’m sure all of you have friends whom you hold in high regard and that there’s nothing you wouldn’t do for them. Well, what happens when said friend no longer treats you in kind? A close friend and I have been discussing this a lot lately and we’ve mutually concluded that there are several people in our respective lives that have or will lose their ranking and be placed on the Do Not Call list. Why? Because while we recognize that people grow and change and their lives become more filled, is it really that hard to pick up a phone to or send an email to say, “I know it’s been a while, but I just wanted to check in and say hi”. Refer to Maintaining Friendships. To add insult to existing injury, the offending party is the one who uses that confounded line “what’s up stranger? Ain’t heard form you in a minute!” WTF?? Immediately screams in my mind. Are they freaking serious? Me? The stranger? Yeah, the fuck right!!!! I’m the one who’s been reaching out, taking the back seat, ride or die; and what have you. And you have the nerve to finally make contact and greet me with the okey doke. I don’t friggin think so!!!!!!!!!
Just because someone has been a friend for ex amount of years doesn’t give them the right/privilege of treating someone as if they’re entitled to maintaining said status if they’re not doing anything reciprocal. Relationships of any kind are founded on reciprocity, mutual trust, respect and COMMUNICATION. How and why should I consider someone a friend if they’re not doing their part? The irony of it is that the non-reciprocal party typically expects the giving party to be there at their beck and call. In the infamous words of Ms. Houston, “hell to da naw!” Why should they hold a title to something they’ve no longer earned or deserve?
Refer to Toxic Friends
As a part of my new year’s resolutions, I concluded that I will no longer make excuses for the behavior (sometimes lack thereof) of others and take a step back. Why should I be the one constantly making contact, reaching out, and oft times be left in the deficit? If I mean/t anything to said friend, then why can’t they show me that?
Like respect, friendship is something that is EARNED, not given, and certainly NOT taken and/or taken for granted.
21 September 2006
Thoughtful Thursday p.2
A couple weeks ago, I posted (Thoughtful Thursday-Stop Whining and Live) about being thankful for our lives and the people in it. I also challenged that we keep a journal for a week and everyday write down at least 5 things that we were thankful for, things that were positive, or that made a difference in our day. The challenge was set up to show us that not everything in our lives is as bad as we think and there is plenty to be thankful for. I realized more than ever that there were so many things and people that I was thankful for and the simple things that I’ve always enjoyed meant that much more to me.
Today I have a few things I’d like to openly share…
First and foremost to the Creator in whom I have implicit faith and know the He’ll make a way for me even in spite of myself and my misgivings.
My ride or die friends and family that mean the world to me and aren’t afraid to put me in check, show me love, and be there for me.
You, the readers of this blog who continue to read, inspire, and encourage me to pursue my dream to become published.
The beautiful life that God gave me the day he made me a parent. She is the best gift I’ve ever received and looking into her eyes teaches me everyday how to appreciate and value life.
Though life hasn’t always been kind, I’ve managed to overcome so many things and can still smile, be positive, and know that my blessings are because I walked when I could have stumbled and refused to quit.
For those of you who took that challenge, can you either email what you’d like to share to me at blujewel@comcast.net or post some of them in your comments.
Today I have a few things I’d like to openly share…
First and foremost to the Creator in whom I have implicit faith and know the He’ll make a way for me even in spite of myself and my misgivings.
My ride or die friends and family that mean the world to me and aren’t afraid to put me in check, show me love, and be there for me.
You, the readers of this blog who continue to read, inspire, and encourage me to pursue my dream to become published.
The beautiful life that God gave me the day he made me a parent. She is the best gift I’ve ever received and looking into her eyes teaches me everyday how to appreciate and value life.
Though life hasn’t always been kind, I’ve managed to overcome so many things and can still smile, be positive, and know that my blessings are because I walked when I could have stumbled and refused to quit.
For those of you who took that challenge, can you either email what you’d like to share to me at blujewel@comcast.net or post some of them in your comments.
20 September 2006
I've heard enough!
Raise your hands if you know someone who knows they have severe issues and does nothing about it aside from bitching and whining how it’s not their fault or how they don’ t know what to do to resolve it.
I’ve been listening to a woman at work go on daily tirades about her life and the people in it. To hear her tell it, you’d think the woman was Mother Theresa though. Each day, I hear her make disparaging remarks about everyone and how they’re at fault for this, that, and the third, yet while she knows she’s partly to blame for not saying anything; it’s still NOT her fault. She has a hip problem, but won’t remain in therapy to heal it. She doesn’t like her car, but won’t trade it for something else because it’s paid for. Her son has a girlfriend he won’t bring home and spends a lot of time either with her or with her friends. Hubby travels a lot, but makes tons of money, so “I guess I’ll just have to accept it.” (quoting her). Shit like this goes on and on and could give the Energizer Bunny, Lance Armstrong, and the (now defunct) Concord a run for their money.
Earlier today she whined about the neighbors kid who uses her pool as a part of his daily exercise routine. “Does he have to start so early or use it so late?” She whined to her coworker. Meanwhile she’s given him permission to use it. “That light is very bright when I’m trying to sleep”, she went on. Of course my smart-ass remark (to myself) was, then just tell the damned kid that he either has to adjust his times or not use the pool. Not more than ten seconds later, her coworker says damn near what I said. I guess my telepathic rays were in full effect at that moment. Now, one would think she might consider what was being said right? Wrong! Double; triple wrong. This woman commenced to now make excuses citing that “…he needed to exercise…that he was doing something constructive, and that it was for the greater good.” WTF right? EXACTLY WHAT I WAS THINKING!!!
I decide to rid my mind of this annoying and whining woman and mind my own business, but how the hell can I when she talks so damn loud. ARGH!! So, again, I’m listening to the heffa whine, and now she’s going on about how she wants to do more with her time, but he has to take care of her husband and son. (Remember though…hubby travels a lot and son is a super geek who’s hardly home). So, you tell me who the hell is she taking care of? The cat? Nooo…it’s out trolling the neighborhood and getting knocked up cause she thinks it’s inhumane to have it spayed and keep it inside. “Cats are supposed to have the freedom of going in or out”. Yes, the heffa has said that.
Readers, I’m surprised I don’t have a hearing problem for 1) having to listen to her self-effacing tirades and the whining that will probably go on for all perpetuity, or 2) for how loud I sometimes listen to the music in my ear buds. Whichever deafens me first will surely be her fault and then I’ll file a petty lawsuit against her for wrongful termination of my hearing acuities and have her tied up in litigation for a while and show her what she really has to complain about. That’ll learn her.
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