Back to the Old School...
I have personally decided to start my own crusade. Before I get into what that is, let me give a little background context. Ahem…
Yesterday I was waiting at the bus stop on my way to work. Something comes into my line of vision and its crazy dude who called me thirty eight times in three days. His job is right across the street from my bus stop so I guess he saw me from the window. Anyway, he is standing a few feet away from me and he is looking extremely angry. His shoulders are all hunched and his fists are balled up and his face was covered with a really scary grimace. He said something but I had Fred Hammond bumping in the Ipod so I missed it. I took out my head phone and the “conversation” went like this…
Me: What did you say?
Him: You can’t answer your phone? (Let me add that he was so mad his voice got that gruff man thing guys do when they get really mad and his spoke through clenched teeth, so I knew your boy was actually angry!)
Me: No, I never answer my phone…(this is technically true)
Him: WHY NOT? (yes he yelled through clenched teeth…)
Me: It rings too much…
Him: MAN, F*** YOU!
He then takes off running across the street and goes into a restaurant that overlooks my bus stop and just stands in the glass doorway staring at me. My bus FINALLY comes and as soon as I get on, he comes out and goes back across the street to his job….UM…what? that whole thing was scary and I am not going to be taking a whole other bus to work from now on, but I have decided that I am going to bring the pager back. From now one, instead of handing out the phone number, you are just going to get the pager number and I can decide whether or not to call you back and I can do so from a blocked number. After a certain period of time, I will think about revealing the number but even then it might be the number to the pay phone on the corner, but you get what I’m saying.
It seems like the guys I encounter are getting crazier and crazier but they only want to show that they are crazy after they get my number. I’m tired of changing my number every few months and telling my friends not to give it out to anyone because some crazy person messed it up for everyone. This situation was particularly scary and I will definitely use extreme caution but I’m going pager shopping when I get home to LA in a couple of hours. I’m about to put this plan into action right now. A whole hot mess I tell you!
Peace Y’all B
Yesterday I was waiting at the bus stop on my way to work. Something comes into my line of vision and its crazy dude who called me thirty eight times in three days. His job is right across the street from my bus stop so I guess he saw me from the window. Anyway, he is standing a few feet away from me and he is looking extremely angry. His shoulders are all hunched and his fists are balled up and his face was covered with a really scary grimace. He said something but I had Fred Hammond bumping in the Ipod so I missed it. I took out my head phone and the “conversation” went like this…
Me: What did you say?
Him: You can’t answer your phone? (Let me add that he was so mad his voice got that gruff man thing guys do when they get really mad and his spoke through clenched teeth, so I knew your boy was actually angry!)
Me: No, I never answer my phone…(this is technically true)
Him: WHY NOT? (yes he yelled through clenched teeth…)
Me: It rings too much…
Him: MAN, F*** YOU!
He then takes off running across the street and goes into a restaurant that overlooks my bus stop and just stands in the glass doorway staring at me. My bus FINALLY comes and as soon as I get on, he comes out and goes back across the street to his job….UM…what? that whole thing was scary and I am not going to be taking a whole other bus to work from now on, but I have decided that I am going to bring the pager back. From now one, instead of handing out the phone number, you are just going to get the pager number and I can decide whether or not to call you back and I can do so from a blocked number. After a certain period of time, I will think about revealing the number but even then it might be the number to the pay phone on the corner, but you get what I’m saying.
It seems like the guys I encounter are getting crazier and crazier but they only want to show that they are crazy after they get my number. I’m tired of changing my number every few months and telling my friends not to give it out to anyone because some crazy person messed it up for everyone. This situation was particularly scary and I will definitely use extreme caution but I’m going pager shopping when I get home to LA in a couple of hours. I’m about to put this plan into action right now. A whole hot mess I tell you!
Peace Y’all B
