1. 24
    Jun

    Conversation with a Stalker

    “Damn! Baby! Where’s your man at?” he askes scanning my body from toes to head; not concerned with eye contact.

    “At work.” I answered.

    “Hmm, ok, So when can WE kick it?”

    “Ummm, never…” I said with a smile, holding up my left hand tapping the wedding ring.

    “Aint nothin wrong with us getting to know eachother. I just wanna be yo friend.”

    I raised my eyebrows in a sarcastic manner and gave a little smirk. No reply.

    “See, we gett’n to know eachother right now.”

    “No. I’m waiting in this long ass line with a slow ass cashier and a raggedy ass looking bum who smells like bad weed with craked lips trying to holla” I thought to myself and looked away.

    He starts singing “Me-e…an-nd…Mrs…Mrs. Jones…”

    By now I’m really like “OMFG!” shaking my head in embarrassment. “When will this damn cashier hurry up!?”

    Now he’s singing “Come and talk to me…I really want to meet you…Can I talk to you?”……”Ay baby, so can we talk?”

    Now I’m just staring at the cashier like “WTF!”

    An employee goes to him and says “The next register is now open.” (because the line was really long now)

    This fool says “Oh no I’m good, I’m just browsing…”

    In the SuperMarket?????? Oh lord please help me!

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I love HATERS when HATERS hate me. They give me the momentum to be the best I can be. Spending all their time trying to bring me down. When I get to the top, best believe I'mma clown.
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