It's Been A While in meh...

I’ve kind of been lacking anything to whine about.
Who am I kidding. I always have something to whine about. I just haven’t been feeling like doing so or complaining about my daughter.

I do have some things I wanted to chronicle for amusement (not really) sake.

There’s a coworker who brings her mother in with her. I’m very cordial at least with my coworker. Not “Gimme a hug, you” type cordial, but we smile and speak to each other. In this building, I’m always one of like 3 or 4 people who get there before or by 8a, so when people start to filter in, I’m already in my spot smiling saying hi and unlocking the door (which they should be using their badges, but I am kind-LOL).

So she introduced her mom the first time and I smiled and spoke and mom looked at me like, “I don’t even with your lot.” I thought nothing of…well I was about to lie. Because after they got out of visual sight, I dropped my smile and smirked like, “Ain’t that a bitch.” Anyway. So she comes through maybe a few times a month and I still smile and say hello. One day, she half way smiled AAAAND waved at me, after all the times of barely acknowledging me being around. Great. Then one day last month, or it may have been February or March (My mind is still in April) I was sitting in the lobby waiting for my sister in law to pick me up. It was icy outside I think. Anyway, coworker told her mother to stay in the lobby so she could get the car because it may be safer that way. As the door was closing, I could have SWORN on TWO STACKS OF BIBLES that this woman said, “I would be safer out here.” She kind of mumbled it, kind of said it like perhaps because I had my earphones in my ear that maybe I couldn’t hear her diss me to my face. I didn’t have my music on and I don’t miss a damn thing (much) so I’m going to go with that what she said. AND she proceeded to look out the door and when coworker came back up the front steps to retrieve her mother, mother dear pushed that door open fast as hell and kind of bolted as much as a little old gray haired woman can do.

Earlier this week, I came into the building and she was sitting in one of the lobby chairs. I came in, smiled big and “Good morning.” You think she spoke back? Not a mumbling word. I came in, settled in and sat at my desk, where my front window is right where she was sitting. I just started up my computers and ignored the fuck out of her, while she sat watching the door. And as soon as coworker walked in, I smiled and spoke to which she spoke first actually, and I opened the door.

I do believe that was me receiving the dysfunction. Letting her slide on being like that to me and allowing it to continue. I don’t do all the big racial discussions (I’m in tuned to all of it because it affects me, but I don’t have a chip on my shoulder either) because unless someone is willing to change their mindset, I got nothing for you. We can debate back and forth all day long, but if at the end of the day you still gone walk away with whatever preconceived notions you have, then we are done here. You stay over there, talk your shit, and I’m going to live my life, fuck you and your misguided self. That’s it. I’m not mad. I’m more…sad about it than anything.

So that was the first thing I wanted to write about.

lol