...last year around this time, I bought a pair of black birkenstocks
here's a pic for those who don't know what they are.I wore them to work, and no one noticed them, I mean, our uniforms consist of khaki dickies, black shoes and black sox. My dickies were pretty baggy and long, so they covered most of my shoe. No one had a problem with me wearing them until recently, and you can guess who had a problem with them, the one and only Wanna, who is the messiest of them all. I mean c'mon, we're pretty laxed when it comes to the uniforms, as long as we have the basics and it's not outrageous, there isn't a problem. Well now they have a problem with me wearing my shoes, why? I dunno. Someone suggested it was because two other people who are under me started to wear them, and management was afraid that everyone else would hop on the band wagon, I mean I KNOW I'M A TRENDSETTER :), but is it that crucial? Apparently it is. I had to get new shoes or risk being taken off the shedule. So yesterday I took that trip out to Metairie and went to Shoe Nami *I'm sure all females from New Orleans know about Shoe Nami, they sell the cutest shoes and accessories, and they're inexpensive*. I remembered I had a store credit because I had returned some shoes that I didn't like last Decemeber. So I bought some cute black shoes that don't hurt for work, it still applied to the dress code and we're cute at the same time, I also bought another pair of shoes that were just as adorable, but who cares about that. So anyways, Wanna saw my new shoes and she fell in love with them. Go figure. She wants a pair for herself.
Tonight, Donald, Amber and I went to see Amityville. It was pretty funny. When you go see horror movies with a bunch of black people, it's even funnier. People always making stupid comments and what not. Jerrod had to work tonite, and when he saw Donald and I together, he looked kinda sick. He stayed in the back. Pretty obvious since he has to stay in the front to make sure everything is okay. When we were leaving, we saw him outside waiting for his mother to pick him up. I'm past him selling me out and acting like a dick head, I was almost kind enough to ask him if he needed a ride home, but thought better of it. He lives way in the 9th ward and I'm not about to get shot dropping his ass off at home, that nigga ain't worth all that. I have nothing to really talk about. Made my schedule for summer, I have to make one for fall but their stupid website isn't letting me :(. Still single, still looking.
here's a pic for those who don't know what they are.I wore them to work, and no one noticed them, I mean, our uniforms consist of khaki dickies, black shoes and black sox. My dickies were pretty baggy and long, so they covered most of my shoe. No one had a problem with me wearing them until recently, and you can guess who had a problem with them, the one and only Wanna, who is the messiest of them all. I mean c'mon, we're pretty laxed when it comes to the uniforms, as long as we have the basics and it's not outrageous, there isn't a problem. Well now they have a problem with me wearing my shoes, why? I dunno. Someone suggested it was because two other people who are under me started to wear them, and management was afraid that everyone else would hop on the band wagon, I mean I KNOW I'M A TRENDSETTER :), but is it that crucial? Apparently it is. I had to get new shoes or risk being taken off the shedule. So yesterday I took that trip out to Metairie and went to Shoe Nami *I'm sure all females from New Orleans know about Shoe Nami, they sell the cutest shoes and accessories, and they're inexpensive*. I remembered I had a store credit because I had returned some shoes that I didn't like last Decemeber. So I bought some cute black shoes that don't hurt for work, it still applied to the dress code and we're cute at the same time, I also bought another pair of shoes that were just as adorable, but who cares about that. So anyways, Wanna saw my new shoes and she fell in love with them. Go figure. She wants a pair for herself.
Tonight, Donald, Amber and I went to see Amityville. It was pretty funny. When you go see horror movies with a bunch of black people, it's even funnier. People always making stupid comments and what not. Jerrod had to work tonite, and when he saw Donald and I together, he looked kinda sick. He stayed in the back. Pretty obvious since he has to stay in the front to make sure everything is okay. When we were leaving, we saw him outside waiting for his mother to pick him up. I'm past him selling me out and acting like a dick head, I was almost kind enough to ask him if he needed a ride home, but thought better of it. He lives way in the 9th ward and I'm not about to get shot dropping his ass off at home, that nigga ain't worth all that. I have nothing to really talk about. Made my schedule for summer, I have to make one for fall but their stupid website isn't letting me :(. Still single, still looking.
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So what are you and Donald?
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