I went to the Dollar Store to buy a shower curtain.
I got to the front counter and it came up to $2.35. I asked the cashier why it wasn't a dollar and was told "It's $2.00 plus tax."
"Sooo, it's not a dollar?"
"No."
"Then what is it doing in the dollar store? Why isn't it in the $2 plus tax store?"
"Ma'am, do you want the shower curtain?"
"Yeah...for a dollar."
"Well it's not and maybe you should go elsewhere."
"And maybe you should change the name of this store."
"Please leave."
"Okay I'll buy the curtain."
"..."
Sometimes I just like fucking with people as you can see.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Fellow Black Ignorance for My Fellow Black Man
*Dusts away cobwebs*
It's been a minute since I've written on here. Anywho, let's dive right into it...
Today I was on the bus in Milwaukee. I took a trip to the grocery store as always to grab food [but this time for something a bit different...more about that in an upcoming motivational blog] and as I got on to the always smelly #30, I was greeted by a nice bus driver. She said "hello" as I passed by. Of course, after being in Milwaukee for about two years now, I am still not used to people not being stank half the time and the bus not smelling like someone bottled ass and sold it at Macy's for a discount.
I went to my seat and she engaged in conversation w/ a passenger. You know, just chit chatting about the stuff that went down on her last shift. We get past Downtown and headed west. The bus was pretty quiet and calm, no rowdiness until...
Them.
A boy, who I am going to assume was of high school age, jumped on the bus yelling stuff I couldn't understand and the woman stopped him and said, "Hold on! My bus is nice and quiet and I want to keep it that way." Of course, he walks off yelling once he gets to the BACK of the bus as most cowards do. Anywho, about 3 or 4 of his friends follow behind him in their tacky, Gucci-esque attire. They then began to talk at a level unheard of, and quite honestly unnecessary. The convo goes something like this:
"Maaaaaaan, I got a court case! She talking about I said I was gone hit her but that bitch didn't know what she talkin about!"
"So what's gone happen to you now?"
"Nigga I got to go to court! But, they say if I go I won't have to go back no mo'!"
"AWWWW NIGGGA...AAAWWWWWW NIIGGGGAAAA!"
By that point I'm sitting there wishing my friggin iPod hadn't died out. Then next thing I know some girls come on the bus, again of high school age, and one pushes past one of the guys and she starts yelling like a fucking banchee. Then from that point on I just sort of got so irritated I tuned them out.
This brings me to my saying that sometimes I can't stand being on a bus with ignorant black people. I only say this because it reflects on me when I'm on the bus. Even though I am not engaging in that sort of behavior with them, I am guilty by association. Trust me, I'm not talking about kissing any white person's ass but moreso the fact that the other passengers, who are of all races, are paying witness to this stupidity and they take that shit away with them, stored in their minds.
Was I that stupid when I was younger? I can't be the judge of that but I can say that the next time a kid like that gets on the bus I'm going to quote the Bible and then shoot him. Yup, straight Sammy J Pulp Fiction-style.
It's been a minute since I've written on here. Anywho, let's dive right into it...
Today I was on the bus in Milwaukee. I took a trip to the grocery store as always to grab food [but this time for something a bit different...more about that in an upcoming motivational blog] and as I got on to the always smelly #30, I was greeted by a nice bus driver. She said "hello" as I passed by. Of course, after being in Milwaukee for about two years now, I am still not used to people not being stank half the time and the bus not smelling like someone bottled ass and sold it at Macy's for a discount.
I went to my seat and she engaged in conversation w/ a passenger. You know, just chit chatting about the stuff that went down on her last shift. We get past Downtown and headed west. The bus was pretty quiet and calm, no rowdiness until...
Them.
A boy, who I am going to assume was of high school age, jumped on the bus yelling stuff I couldn't understand and the woman stopped him and said, "Hold on! My bus is nice and quiet and I want to keep it that way." Of course, he walks off yelling once he gets to the BACK of the bus as most cowards do. Anywho, about 3 or 4 of his friends follow behind him in their tacky, Gucci-esque attire. They then began to talk at a level unheard of, and quite honestly unnecessary. The convo goes something like this:
"Maaaaaaan, I got a court case! She talking about I said I was gone hit her but that bitch didn't know what she talkin about!"
"So what's gone happen to you now?"
"Nigga I got to go to court! But, they say if I go I won't have to go back no mo'!"
"AWWWW NIGGGA...AAAWWWWWW NIIGGGGAAAA!"
By that point I'm sitting there wishing my friggin iPod hadn't died out. Then next thing I know some girls come on the bus, again of high school age, and one pushes past one of the guys and she starts yelling like a fucking banchee. Then from that point on I just sort of got so irritated I tuned them out.
This brings me to my saying that sometimes I can't stand being on a bus with ignorant black people. I only say this because it reflects on me when I'm on the bus. Even though I am not engaging in that sort of behavior with them, I am guilty by association. Trust me, I'm not talking about kissing any white person's ass but moreso the fact that the other passengers, who are of all races, are paying witness to this stupidity and they take that shit away with them, stored in their minds.
Was I that stupid when I was younger? I can't be the judge of that but I can say that the next time a kid like that gets on the bus I'm going to quote the Bible and then shoot him. Yup, straight Sammy J Pulp Fiction-style.
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