I Can't See

I don't see that

I don't see what you see

This debate is fake on your half if you say you believe in what I do

How can that be true?

I'm not going to take a place atop a tower and cast shame downwards because that's not my place, it seems to be yours

I don't see that

I don't see where it says hate and separation is justified 

What faith is that?

I don't see confusion 

I see it clear I don't care about what color your skin is but how you treat me and how you care 

I don't say that you're wrong, the opinion is yours

But I'm left believing your closed mindedness has left you ignorant and safe inside your glass house

I hope you cherish your safety because I can't imagine you surviving this world without it

But I don't see love in your view

I may be bitter at times, that's rectifiable 

But your justified ignorance is not 

It may have been a while ago but it's not now

It's sad, very sad that you call yourself by the name of his people but lack the intelligence to know your faith is fake

You can't mix faith with hate

So don't ask me how I love a friend, who is a strong woman and loves a strong woman. Don't come to me questioning why an interracial couple would chose to have a child together, and that that child will grow up confused by what they are

Because I don't see what you see

Neither of our generations have witnessed the significant divide from our past so I don't play those cards

But I do play the card of being a child of his, knowing his view is nothing like what you see, nothing like the racial poisoning that you project and respect 

All I can do is pray, pray for the veil to be lifted off your eyes and pray that your offspring will not be ill effected by you 

I pray that he or she learns to just love, without conditions, learn that love is an international means of communication and it's more than just the color of your skin

When Did This Become Okay?

I don't know man, but these kids are growing up to be real mean little people. 

I've recently heard stories from and personally experienced kids acting out with a level of douchebaggery that they should not have acquired yet. A kid should not call his parents or guardians stupid or idiots and belittle other kids. Case and point I was giving out Halloween candy and little Elsa (toddler)and Ironman( 5-6) come up to get candy, Elsa starts to try to get her piece of candy out of the box, I had to lean down so she could reach it but before she could get any candy, Ironman pushes her back and gets her candy grumbling that she needs to hurry up and she was stupid for being slow all the time. Parents? Oh no correction from you because you're on your cellphone? Okay so little true to character douchebag Ironman is cool to do this? 

Okay?

Little Elsa got to get extra candy this time on her own while little true to character Ironman trudged into the next house

Second occurrence, at work a little girl (9-10, old enough to get slapped)and her grandmother were shopping and were  ready to check out so I did my thing and gave her grandmother her total. After 5 minutes of digging through her purse for her misplaced debit card she retrieved it and goes to hand it to me. Keep in mind the little girl was standing there impatiently playing with her huge Brandy braids, she snatched the card out of her grandmothers hand and swiped it on the machine. 

Really are you for real? Are you serious right now?

Rude, rude, rude little brat, she's here buying your ungrateful behind stuff and you want to snatch and ---I had to take a moment of silence for her behavior or to take my hands off of my belt or to rethink grabbing "Brandy" over the counter and giving her an over the knee experience. 

Where did this become okay? 

All This

All this for one night only?

I don't know if I'm down for investing hundreds of dollars into a Jordan jersey just so I can be Miley Cyrus for Halloween. Nor am I spending thirty dollars on boxing gloves so I can basically play pretend for a night. For those people that are hardcore celebrators of Halloween, DO THAT! Go all out. But for the last minute bandwagon folks, STOP. JUST STOP!

Why stress yourself out over a costume that you'll try to piece together and fail miserably at?

Just be you. 

Many people are pretending to be somebody that they're not on a regular basis. So why change now?

I just boggles my mind that some people are leaving bills unpaid and overdue to shop for the right Minion yellow socks for their Minion costume, so a day after you can try those socks for a refund. 

BUT OH NO!

You paid credit so you're bank will hold your money for a bit. But somehow your lack of adulting(yep made it up) will be my fault and you'll address me with irritability and obscenities. I'll in turn embrace your attitude with faked concern and wait for you to calm down, finish or leave. Your final words of course will be something to the effect of "I'm never coming back", and you'll view that as a threat while I'll accept it, almost jumping forth to extend my pinky to get you to promise. 

HAPPY HALLOWEEN !!!!!!!

Thrill of the Defeat

Don't wave my white flag for me

I haven't given up yet

And if you knew me you would know I'm better than that

Defeat and I have never been able to coexist for long before one of us is calling our arrangement off, packing our bags and leaving out of the door

We can be so attracted to one another

And we do a wonderful job at accepting one another's  faults, and there is the no judgement thing that is appealing

But here's where I have to draw a line, cut ties and move on

I don't do commitment to settling for less 

I've dated defeat and it doesn't ever change, it's consistent in remaining complacent

Which I just can't do

I don't have much time left, and I have a work to do, so I've got to move on defeat, my love

Contents

I've embraced the life

Of treasured moments

Embraces 

Hate

Suffering 

Those with which we'll lose

Well you'll lose and I'll be left holding onto

A communication that happens seldom

But when it does it's like we never left

Like it hasn't been years 

Like we never left one another

But I'm alone

I'm left with the memories 

But somehow I'm okay with it this way

It's like your memories are personal effects

Contents left in my mind that no one can collect

So I've grown to become fine, okay

Treasure the high school years of play brother and sister

I'll keep those vital visions of you playing football

I'll keep those views of you strong and smiling

You never did lose that strength,smile, or that laugh

I'll carry the contents of you in my memory no matter how heavy 

For your memory is not a burden it's a gift

NISM

Need I Say More

Some situations don't require words

If one was to add any it would take away from the silence

If the silence speaks for it self

What's the point of words?

I believe silence has just as much if not more than a place in life

Yes I could conjure up many words to express many things

But what's the point when silence is enough?

If you allow it

It can be enough 

So much excess, more is better, more is better

But there has to be "More" limits

A cut off

Don't underestimate the silent types

For they understand the depth with which silence allows versus small talk and loud crowds

It's an Need I Say More mentality, one that is ventured in silence and analyzed into wisdom

Try it sometimes

Hmm Perhaps I'm Wrong But....

The When you hear the words "Self Checkout" what do you think that means?

"Self Checkout" Hm?
         Honestly to me me it would be a register designed for an individual to ring up there own items and cash themselves out. But evidently I'm wrong......

        While others may enjoy the often fake and freigned courtesy customer service folks give I know the other side of the coin and choose to let them stand by there register and chill while I ring up my own stuff. Now I know I'll have the "but it's there job blah blah blah, shut up. It's not there job to deal with your extra baggage that you so voluntarily place on them like, your couponing habit that requires you to have a cart for all your coupon binders and one for your couponing haul and another for your personal purchases. Does compulsiveness reflect your personality much? Or acceptable hoarding maybe?

Anyway back to "Self Checkout"

       
         While visiting a grocery store I often use self check out because it's quick, I don't have many items and I hate people, so I went to my self checkout and start ringing myself up. I noticed this middle aged woman standing at another self checkout ahead of me with her basket looking around. I figured maybe she's waiting for her kids who went back to get her something she forgot, but no. 

Nope, nope she was waiting to be rung up by the standby self checkout associate, and after questioning the associate about why she was standing there instead of ringing her up.....ITS SELF CHECKOUT YOU IDIOT! If you wanted someone to check you out try becoming a library book, go to the other 8 checkout work attendants you passed by. I continued to scan and enter my items then pay while the woman was rang up and paid. Shaking my head I left and returned my cart to its designated area. For every person trying to not make others places of employment more difficult there's 5 more people trying to get there items bagged a certain way because of there OCD, use coupons that they damaged and are not able to be entered or scanned, get angry over the total of there purchases like it was the sale associates fault when they are the ones who wanted the items, or in there words "needed", or want a refund/exchange for an item they lost the receipt for and get angry at the customer service person for not being able to aid in there self imposed issues.

        It's not customer service employees jobs to suffer underneath the idiocy of superior feeling people who think that customer service employees themselves are worthless or less than. The worst part about the entire situation is the middle aged woman wasn't corrected at all by the customer associate...... but she was by me(smiles). No worries I was nice about it, just made her aware that she was in the self checkout.(smiles). I work in the customer service business, have for years, both retail and food service, and I've experienced the worst and the best, but personally I know that if you respect me as a person I'll go above and beyond for my customer, and have. But as far as being rude and acting entitled you can save that for someone else.