Today was, to borrow from Kevin Hart, somethin' else.
As if work wasn't stressful enough, some bullshit decides to make an impromptu visit.
Although, I do have to say, work wasn't as bad. I work for a great school that specializes in the Entertainment and Media industries, and I was able to help some great future students get started with pursuing their dreams in the Music industry. So while it was stressful (Blame the people I work with. Ugh.), it was still pretty awesome.
Every once in a while, I check my FB at work when the lines are dead or I have a quick sec. I see I have three messages. One from a great friend who I keep up with from time to time (college Mickey D's Buddy!).
Another from someone (female, we'll call her T) who I've recently caught up with. She's been asking me recently about the school I work for (campus program; I deal with online), trying to enroll within the next year. So a message from her is not out of the ordinary.
It was that third message that caught me off guard.
It was a message from that same homegirl's ex boyfriend. EX being the key component.
A little background. I met the girl first during orientation for my college. One of the only girls I could do more than tolerate. Not a lot of my friends knew about her. She wasn't one to drink or party, something that was always the plan living in Tallahassee. When we hung out, it was always like a movie, or seeing each other every once in a while at the mall or something. She was cool, someone different. Living in Tallahassee, everyone always went out or was drinking. Her being someone who didn't do that (a RARITY), it was nice to get to know her in a way that I was used to gaining friends. Natural conversation, not meeting in a loud club or bumpin' house party surrounded by alcohol.
At the end of the first year, she met this dude and they ended up becoming a couple. He was cool. No friction between us. Never really call it a friendship or anything like that, but it was cool. Everything was everything. They broke up. It was a clean one.That's not to say they didn't have problems. Plus, being girls, she was always telling me shit about him and things that would frustrate her about him, and some things I'm sure that he wouldn't like me to know. Some "things he's into", if you will.
But whatever. I charged that to the game. I don't speak to him. I rarely speak to her. It's information I know. We move on.
Around the city, I would see him whenever I went out, pushin' up on chicks. Say "Hey what's good?". Very surface level. I literally haven't spoken to him since 2007.
I open his message and it is a rant about how I need to stop talkin' to T, how she can get in to the school without me. He didn't know why we still spoke. How I got no business with her and I should leave her alone.
HUH?!
I messaged back and said ".........um, what?" I clearly didn't understand what he was talking about. He said that he didn't appreciate me speaking to her, and he heard that I was bad mouthin' his relationship when they were together. He had said he heard it from another friend (Tallahassee is SUPER small). I told him that wasn't the case, and that he needed to get his facts straight. Then he started to (try) to come for me, saying that I was always a hater, and I never approved of his relationship with T. Other shit that lame dudes say when they are on some dumb shit.
HUH???? This is a dude who I never spoke to! I can count on one hand how many meaningful conversations I've had with him.
I messaged her (we ain't friends on FB) and was like "Yo, what's good with your boy, dude?" She responded with she doesn't know what happened, why he's trippin', she hasn't spoken with him in years, blah, blah, blah. I asked how he knew we had been talking about her getting in to school if she hadn't spoken with him in years.
I have yet to get a response.
Like....where the fuck is this coming from?
I told him to mind his business, to leave me alone, and have a nice bum ass life.
I messaged T and told her to not speak with me until she handled that. I also told her I'm completely willing to help her with whatever she needs as far as the school goes, but I won't help her if it brings drama to my door.
Now T. Girl.
Don't come to me talking about you haven't spoken to him when he knows what you and I have been discussing. Just be honest. Like I said, I'll help you. But girl, keep that bullshit far FAR away from me.
Now to you, THIS NIGGA.
Do not come for me. You're nowhere near me. You live in Texas. Why are you kerfuffled about what's goin' on between two people in northern and central Florida?
Also, I know FAR more than you think. Ya girl opened the floodgates, and I know whatcha like, bruh.
I don't know you, I have no ill will towards you. But when you come around this way with the bullshit, please remember I KNOW WHAT YOU LIKE. She told me. Yeah. So calm that shit down, dude.
Also, like most people with a twitter, you air out frustrations. Whatever.
3 different people hit me with the good DM talkin' about "Yo, you talkin about me?"
THREE. DIFFERENT. PEOPLE.
If you don't know what I'm talking about, mind your GD business because I'm not gonna explain it to you. If its about you, trust me. You'll know.
I was frustrated. I tweeted. It's really not as deep as you try to make it.
Like calm down yo. Jeez. All up in my tweets and shit.
Don't you have shit to do? Responsibilities? Jobs?
Let me vent! It's twitter! Dang!
If you don't know, either get the facts, or just laugh at my tweets.
Oh, also, feel free to disregard them as well. That is another option you have.
Whew. What a day. At least I had a good day at work, which has become few and far between as of late.
And my boy Dan is cancer free!! The prayers have been answered, and it's gone. God's Good, y'all.
Until next time.....
CuCu
