Work was rather hectic, I have never been this busy and someone got transferred from the other branch to work at ours for a week. I hope it is not permanent because I have never been this busy handling this many files. It is so bad that I cannot even go on my face book page. I usually send a text message to my cousin Danielle but I can’t do so today or at least this week. One of my supervisors think that the fellow might be a spy. There were so many whisperings going on in the building. The silence was actually getting louder and I had absolutely no idea who the person was until right now. This tall, charismatic looking young man walks to my cubicle.
“RoseofSharon’ he spoke in the deepest baritone voice that made me almost jump off my seat. I took a look at him. Another nice looking dude too hot for my agenda. I am already booked with Phillip but this one is seriously out of bounds, for one he is a workmate and a boss and for two he should be the married type. I would cry if this dude is single and if his wife is next to ugly.
“Yes sir” I responded
“My name is Justin, Justin Long” he told me. I almost chuckled, Long, what a last name, Long John, long what?
“Nice to meet you Mr. Long” I replied not knowing what else to say.
“Justin” he responded with no expression on is face.
“Justin” I replied looking in his eyes.
“Yes, okay Roseofsharon, I need the data to the Los Angeles records,” he told me. I looked at him in amazement, he could have just used the intercom to relay the message to me, why did he have to come all the way to my floor and my cubcle to tell me that. Sometimes I think common sense is really not that common and I hope for sure that it is not what I am thinking because I cannot handle two men and definitely not Mr Long John. Lol. This is getting interesting. Roseofsharon you are quite something.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Friday, December 25, 2009
JASMINE AND HER BAD ATTITUDE
“I got two tickets to go and watch the John Legend concert” Phillip told me.
“Cool, so you going with your co worker? “I asked him.
“No” he told me “I am going with you” he continued.
“Are you asking me to go with you or are you telling me to go with you?” I responded laughing.
“There are some things I don’t have to ask you to do and this is one of them.” He told me.
“You must be full of it”
“Whatever”
We had been on the phone for about two hours, I had just gotten off work and I was driving in traffic, as usual the cars were moving at snail’s pace but instead of fretting over the traffic I decided to call Phillip to pass time.
“My sister is visiting”
“Really, I didn’t know you have relatives that could come visit you, I have never heard anything about your family.” He told me. That’s quite true I really don’t talk about my family, I don’t like it and I always avoid topics about my siblings or anything. My father left my mother for another woman when I was eight and Jasmine was three years old, he left my mother with the mortgage and two kids. I never got over it, he never called me on my birthday, never showed up for school events and not even my High school or college graduation so eventually he kind of erased himself from my memory and my entire life, till present I don’t even know where he is or have any contact address, my uncle, his younger brother once tried to reach out to us when I turned thirteen, he happened to be visiting from New York but my mom was so cold to him, he didn’t even bother to try. My mom became a very bitter person, so many men tried to date her because she was really pretty and exotic but my mom developed a cold attitude towards people and gradually started hating men. She never encouraged me or Jasmine to have any boyfriends but as a teenager I was a freak, my hormones would jump at the sight of any cute guy around but I dared not tell my mom, my first crush was Jeremy Wilkins who was in my calculus class in my sophomore year in high school but he was in love with pretty Roberta Grigsby. She was a straight A student, on honor roll for the whole four years of high school, a cheerleader and Jeremy’s heart rob and most important fact, I hated her. I managed to survive High school without a boyfriend, I didn’t even go to my high school prom, my mother would not even hear of it. Stanley was the next best thing in my life when we were dating, my mother totally hated him for reasons best known to her and when our relationship ended she was happy. Danielle was the only known relative to Phillip, she is my maternal aunt’s daughter, my mom is her mother’s elder sister, we have been close since we were children.
“Oh really” I said feigning ignorance.
“Yes” he replied.
“ Oh well Jasmine is my younger sister and my only sibling you will get to meet her when you come by my house.” I told him.
“Oh that’s okay, where is she visiting from?” he asked. His sudden curiosity is making me wish I hadn’t told him my sister is around.
‘She is visiting from Atlanta.’ I informed him. I need to get off the phone as quickly as possible but how do I that and a quick idea comes into my head.
“Phil, I have an incoming call I hope you don’t mind if I called you back.” I told him spontaneously.
“Sure” he replied and I hung up. Good riddance.
Jasmine was at home laying on the couch reading a magazine when I walked in through the door. She didn’t seem to move when she saw me coming and said nothing, I looked at her for a quick minute wondering what was wrong.
“Hey Jasmine” I greeted her.
‘Hey Rosie” she responded.
‘Are you okay?” I asked.
“Sure”.
I went into my bedroom and kicked off my shoes. Its been a long day and also a long ride home with all that traffic. I am so hungry I could eat a whole house. I walked out of my room to go and see what Jasmine might have made for lunch or dinner, I walked to the kitchen and to my dismay there was nothing on the stove. I turned around to look at Jasmine who was still engrossed with the Ebony magazine with Jada Pinkett Smith’s face splashed on the cover.
“Jasmine” I called out. She looked up from her magazine.
”What did you make for lunch?” I asked her.
“I ordered pizza from Domino’s I left some for you, it’s in the fridge.” She responded.
“Are you kidding me, in this hard economic time you order pizza?” I said grimacing at the thought of ordering pizza when there are more than enough ingredients to cook food in the house.
“Is there something wrong with that?” she asked me sitting up on the sofa.
“Yes, a lot my dear, I have spaghetti, rice, minced meat, chicken and all that stuff in the fridge for you to cook and you order something from outside why didn’t you just …………..” I said and she cut me off. She stood up and picked up her magazine and walked towards me.
“Well I didn’t feel like cooking so get over it.” She responded rudely and went into the other room. I stared after her in amazement. I was about to pick up the phone and call my mom to report Jasmine’s rude behavior but I decided against it. My mom might end up supporting Jasmine and then I would look stupid. I went to my room and went to change into something more comfortable, the light was flashing on my phone, I had a missed call, it was Phillip. It went to voicemail and he had just left me a voicemail. I picked up my phone and dialed my voicemail.
“Hey Rosie, its me Phillip, I am five minutes away from your house, I decided to surprise you, I am bringing dinner over, I went to Orient Express to get some food and I got a bowl for your sister, right now I am at Safeway trying to buy some wine, I haven’t decided which one yet, call me back please to let me know if you have a preference okay, see you soon.”
Oh my goodness, please don’t tell me that Phillip is on his way to my house and my sister has probably thrown herself into one of her foul moods. I call him back but it goes straight to voice mail, I don’t feel like leaving him a message, I need to get dressed before he gets here because I am sure that Jasmine would not answer the doorbell if it is rung. I open my closet and pull out my purple sleeveless maxi dress from the hanger and pulled off my cream colored Anne Klein suit. Dressing up is something I do rather quickly; taking a shower is the opposite. I can spend a million years in the shower trying to soak, lather, scrub and rinse. Stanley always complained about how long I spent in the shower especially when he was spending the night at my house or if he came over to my house before I took a shower, I only do stuff like that in the luxury of my own bathroom and no one else’s . Just as I pulled my long jet black, Remy Yaky weave into a ponytail, the doorbell rang. I went to the door, I peeped through the eyehole, it was Phillip, I opened the door by turning the key on the knob, Jasmine came out of her room probably out of curiosity to see who was at the door which was rather surprising.
“hello” Phillip greeted as he kissed my forehead as he walked through the door.
“Hey” I responded and gave him a hug. Jasmine stood in the doorway with a frozen expression on her face. I didn’t tell her
I was seeing anyone and she was probably surprised to see Phillip.
“Hi” said Phillip as he loosened my grip on him and looked at my sister.
“Jasmine, meet my friend Phillip Bordeuax and Philip meet my sister Jasmine Jones” I said introducing both of them. Phillip walked toward Jasmine and extended his hand for a handshake, Jasmine had a dead expression on her face as she looked at him, she extended her hand and gave him a handshake as well.
“Nice to meet you” she managed to say politely.
“very nice to meet you Jasmine” Phillip replied.
“He brought us some food to eat, so lets have dinner” I announced bringing the packs out of the plastic bag. Jasmine did not move an inch but instead stood around there, I could not understand why she was behaving like that.
“Why are you standing there, don’t you want some?” I asked her.
“In this hard economic time you order Orient Express?” Jasmine said mimicking the statement I had made not too long ago about her eating out.
“I didn’t order it, he did?” I said pointing at Phillip defensively.
“Who is he anyway?” Jasmine asked looking disapprovingly at Phillip. She did not look like she liked him one bit.
“I just told you that he is my friend” I responded.
“Oh” Jasmine replied rolling her eyes at me. I knew she was going to have an attitude and I didn’t want Phillip to have a bad impression of her because she is a really cool person but she can be awkward as well. Phillip looked at her. I just can’t tell what he is thinking in his mind but he is probably coming up with some sort of impression about her, all of a sudden I try to calm the little tension building up in the room by trying to divert attention.
“Let’s eat” I said all of a sudden and I opened a pack of food.
“I am not hungry thank you” said Jasmine as she walked towards her room.
“Can you at least be nice?” I responded. She was beginning to sulk like a little child and have a bad attitude.
Phillip looked at me and shrugged his shoulders. It was not a good way to meet some potential in-law.
“I am really sorry about that, I absolutely apologize for her behavior,” I told him embarrassed.
“Its no problem, you are not responsible for her behavior.” she is an adult and has every right to decided what she wants to do, as for me, I am not offended by her behavior, lets sit don and savor a very good meal.” he told me.
Phillip had a way of reassuring me of something. I have a lot of confidence in him just as much as he has a lot of confidence in me. We sit down to eat.
“Cool, so you going with your co worker? “I asked him.
“No” he told me “I am going with you” he continued.
“Are you asking me to go with you or are you telling me to go with you?” I responded laughing.
“There are some things I don’t have to ask you to do and this is one of them.” He told me.
“You must be full of it”
“Whatever”
We had been on the phone for about two hours, I had just gotten off work and I was driving in traffic, as usual the cars were moving at snail’s pace but instead of fretting over the traffic I decided to call Phillip to pass time.
“My sister is visiting”
“Really, I didn’t know you have relatives that could come visit you, I have never heard anything about your family.” He told me. That’s quite true I really don’t talk about my family, I don’t like it and I always avoid topics about my siblings or anything. My father left my mother for another woman when I was eight and Jasmine was three years old, he left my mother with the mortgage and two kids. I never got over it, he never called me on my birthday, never showed up for school events and not even my High school or college graduation so eventually he kind of erased himself from my memory and my entire life, till present I don’t even know where he is or have any contact address, my uncle, his younger brother once tried to reach out to us when I turned thirteen, he happened to be visiting from New York but my mom was so cold to him, he didn’t even bother to try. My mom became a very bitter person, so many men tried to date her because she was really pretty and exotic but my mom developed a cold attitude towards people and gradually started hating men. She never encouraged me or Jasmine to have any boyfriends but as a teenager I was a freak, my hormones would jump at the sight of any cute guy around but I dared not tell my mom, my first crush was Jeremy Wilkins who was in my calculus class in my sophomore year in high school but he was in love with pretty Roberta Grigsby. She was a straight A student, on honor roll for the whole four years of high school, a cheerleader and Jeremy’s heart rob and most important fact, I hated her. I managed to survive High school without a boyfriend, I didn’t even go to my high school prom, my mother would not even hear of it. Stanley was the next best thing in my life when we were dating, my mother totally hated him for reasons best known to her and when our relationship ended she was happy. Danielle was the only known relative to Phillip, she is my maternal aunt’s daughter, my mom is her mother’s elder sister, we have been close since we were children.
“Oh really” I said feigning ignorance.
“Yes” he replied.
“ Oh well Jasmine is my younger sister and my only sibling you will get to meet her when you come by my house.” I told him.
“Oh that’s okay, where is she visiting from?” he asked. His sudden curiosity is making me wish I hadn’t told him my sister is around.
‘She is visiting from Atlanta.’ I informed him. I need to get off the phone as quickly as possible but how do I that and a quick idea comes into my head.
“Phil, I have an incoming call I hope you don’t mind if I called you back.” I told him spontaneously.
“Sure” he replied and I hung up. Good riddance.
Jasmine was at home laying on the couch reading a magazine when I walked in through the door. She didn’t seem to move when she saw me coming and said nothing, I looked at her for a quick minute wondering what was wrong.
“Hey Jasmine” I greeted her.
‘Hey Rosie” she responded.
‘Are you okay?” I asked.
“Sure”.
I went into my bedroom and kicked off my shoes. Its been a long day and also a long ride home with all that traffic. I am so hungry I could eat a whole house. I walked out of my room to go and see what Jasmine might have made for lunch or dinner, I walked to the kitchen and to my dismay there was nothing on the stove. I turned around to look at Jasmine who was still engrossed with the Ebony magazine with Jada Pinkett Smith’s face splashed on the cover.
“Jasmine” I called out. She looked up from her magazine.
”What did you make for lunch?” I asked her.
“I ordered pizza from Domino’s I left some for you, it’s in the fridge.” She responded.
“Are you kidding me, in this hard economic time you order pizza?” I said grimacing at the thought of ordering pizza when there are more than enough ingredients to cook food in the house.
“Is there something wrong with that?” she asked me sitting up on the sofa.
“Yes, a lot my dear, I have spaghetti, rice, minced meat, chicken and all that stuff in the fridge for you to cook and you order something from outside why didn’t you just …………..” I said and she cut me off. She stood up and picked up her magazine and walked towards me.
“Well I didn’t feel like cooking so get over it.” She responded rudely and went into the other room. I stared after her in amazement. I was about to pick up the phone and call my mom to report Jasmine’s rude behavior but I decided against it. My mom might end up supporting Jasmine and then I would look stupid. I went to my room and went to change into something more comfortable, the light was flashing on my phone, I had a missed call, it was Phillip. It went to voicemail and he had just left me a voicemail. I picked up my phone and dialed my voicemail.
“Hey Rosie, its me Phillip, I am five minutes away from your house, I decided to surprise you, I am bringing dinner over, I went to Orient Express to get some food and I got a bowl for your sister, right now I am at Safeway trying to buy some wine, I haven’t decided which one yet, call me back please to let me know if you have a preference okay, see you soon.”
Oh my goodness, please don’t tell me that Phillip is on his way to my house and my sister has probably thrown herself into one of her foul moods. I call him back but it goes straight to voice mail, I don’t feel like leaving him a message, I need to get dressed before he gets here because I am sure that Jasmine would not answer the doorbell if it is rung. I open my closet and pull out my purple sleeveless maxi dress from the hanger and pulled off my cream colored Anne Klein suit. Dressing up is something I do rather quickly; taking a shower is the opposite. I can spend a million years in the shower trying to soak, lather, scrub and rinse. Stanley always complained about how long I spent in the shower especially when he was spending the night at my house or if he came over to my house before I took a shower, I only do stuff like that in the luxury of my own bathroom and no one else’s . Just as I pulled my long jet black, Remy Yaky weave into a ponytail, the doorbell rang. I went to the door, I peeped through the eyehole, it was Phillip, I opened the door by turning the key on the knob, Jasmine came out of her room probably out of curiosity to see who was at the door which was rather surprising.
“hello” Phillip greeted as he kissed my forehead as he walked through the door.
“Hey” I responded and gave him a hug. Jasmine stood in the doorway with a frozen expression on her face. I didn’t tell her
I was seeing anyone and she was probably surprised to see Phillip.
“Hi” said Phillip as he loosened my grip on him and looked at my sister.
“Jasmine, meet my friend Phillip Bordeuax and Philip meet my sister Jasmine Jones” I said introducing both of them. Phillip walked toward Jasmine and extended his hand for a handshake, Jasmine had a dead expression on her face as she looked at him, she extended her hand and gave him a handshake as well.
“Nice to meet you” she managed to say politely.
“very nice to meet you Jasmine” Phillip replied.
“He brought us some food to eat, so lets have dinner” I announced bringing the packs out of the plastic bag. Jasmine did not move an inch but instead stood around there, I could not understand why she was behaving like that.
“Why are you standing there, don’t you want some?” I asked her.
“In this hard economic time you order Orient Express?” Jasmine said mimicking the statement I had made not too long ago about her eating out.
“I didn’t order it, he did?” I said pointing at Phillip defensively.
“Who is he anyway?” Jasmine asked looking disapprovingly at Phillip. She did not look like she liked him one bit.
“I just told you that he is my friend” I responded.
“Oh” Jasmine replied rolling her eyes at me. I knew she was going to have an attitude and I didn’t want Phillip to have a bad impression of her because she is a really cool person but she can be awkward as well. Phillip looked at her. I just can’t tell what he is thinking in his mind but he is probably coming up with some sort of impression about her, all of a sudden I try to calm the little tension building up in the room by trying to divert attention.
“Let’s eat” I said all of a sudden and I opened a pack of food.
“I am not hungry thank you” said Jasmine as she walked towards her room.
“Can you at least be nice?” I responded. She was beginning to sulk like a little child and have a bad attitude.
Phillip looked at me and shrugged his shoulders. It was not a good way to meet some potential in-law.
“I am really sorry about that, I absolutely apologize for her behavior,” I told him embarrassed.
“Its no problem, you are not responsible for her behavior.” she is an adult and has every right to decided what she wants to do, as for me, I am not offended by her behavior, lets sit don and savor a very good meal.” he told me.
Phillip had a way of reassuring me of something. I have a lot of confidence in him just as much as he has a lot of confidence in me. We sit down to eat.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
A NEW PLACE TO CALL HOME
I got on the Greyhound Bus after paying $25. It is a really big bus, relaxing and away from everything I know. I wish I could find my sister but I can’t I remember when everything was perfect until mother died and father was so heartbroken he walked away. He couldn’t cope. He lost his job because he grieved so much and could no longer concentrate. He could not take care of us like mother did. Mother was ill in the hospital for a long time. Mother was his best friend and companion and in this world no one would replace her in his life. After mom died nothing was the same anymore.
I had become a beauty overnight. I had become quite something to look at. I had the most beautiful and curvy body ever. I had developed into a young woman very quickly. I found a job as a dishwasher in a small restaurant which had a grill and bar. It was owned by a little lady called Cece. After Cece heard my pathetic story decided to take me in. I lived in a room in Cece's house which in exchange I washed dishes and did many other house chores. For a girl my age I had too much on her plate. School was no longer my priority and Cece did not encourage me to go either. Cece had a son named James and a daughter named Janelle. James had a greet liking for me. It wasn't just a platonic liking, he was sexually attracted to me. I didn't care much for James, I was traumatized at the thought of not seeing her siblings. She watched James and Janelle yell at each other. It wasn't like that in my own home. Janelle was rather hot tempered. She was sixteen years old with a steady boyfriend who is a roadside mechanic. Cece who is a single mother has no control over the choice her daughter has made. Janelle claims that she and her boyfriend Jamal are truly in love with each other. I don’t understand what love is anymore, if the love between my parents ended when my mother died, then I have no reason to be dribbling in the love thing. Cece worked my butt off at her little restaurant but I also learned how to cook a lot of stuff. James came to help out in the evenings and also to chat with me. He was very friendly and a lot of ladies liked him but he had his eyes on me.
I had become a beauty overnight. I had become quite something to look at. I had the most beautiful and curvy body ever. I had developed into a young woman very quickly. I found a job as a dishwasher in a small restaurant which had a grill and bar. It was owned by a little lady called Cece. After Cece heard my pathetic story decided to take me in. I lived in a room in Cece's house which in exchange I washed dishes and did many other house chores. For a girl my age I had too much on her plate. School was no longer my priority and Cece did not encourage me to go either. Cece had a son named James and a daughter named Janelle. James had a greet liking for me. It wasn't just a platonic liking, he was sexually attracted to me. I didn't care much for James, I was traumatized at the thought of not seeing her siblings. She watched James and Janelle yell at each other. It wasn't like that in my own home. Janelle was rather hot tempered. She was sixteen years old with a steady boyfriend who is a roadside mechanic. Cece who is a single mother has no control over the choice her daughter has made. Janelle claims that she and her boyfriend Jamal are truly in love with each other. I don’t understand what love is anymore, if the love between my parents ended when my mother died, then I have no reason to be dribbling in the love thing. Cece worked my butt off at her little restaurant but I also learned how to cook a lot of stuff. James came to help out in the evenings and also to chat with me. He was very friendly and a lot of ladies liked him but he had his eyes on me.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
STANLEY CALLS AND JASMINE VISITS
"Look Stanley how did you get my number and what makes you think I want to speak with you this evening?” I ask Stanley who is on the other end of the phone."
“Can you at least listen to what I have to say?” he pleaded.
“You said all you had to say and I have heard, you had to call up a conference to discuss breaking up with me and I have heard the case from all verdicts why can’t you just leave me alone.” I told Stanley.
“ Rose please listen to me………………’ he began and I hung up. Whatever is past needs to remain in the past where it belongs.
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I was on the web when my doorbell rang. I stood up and went to see who was at the door. I peeped through the hole and it was someone with big, curly hair, I could not see the face.
“Who is it?” I call out.
“It’s Jazzy Jasmine” replied the person on the other side of the door.
It’s my sister. I can’t believe it. I opened the door sure enough it is my younger sister Jasmine looking really good in a white top and a pair of navy blue distressed jeans.
“Hey darling” she began by hugging me, I hugged her warmly, I have missed her so much.
“Hey my dear, how have you been?” I asked her.
‘Great”
“How did you get here?” I asked.
“I took the BART from San Francisco and I ended up taking the taxi here.” She told me.
‘Why didn’t you tell me you were coming, I could have come to pick you up from the airport?” I asked her.
“I wanted to surprise you, so what’s for dinner, I am famished.” She asked me as she put her luggage in the living room.
“We could go out to eat dinner, I didn’t cook.” I told her.
“I need to take a shower first, is that okay” she asked me as she pulled her hand luggage into the bedroom.
“Sure, I will go and change.” I replied.
“Can you at least listen to what I have to say?” he pleaded.
“You said all you had to say and I have heard, you had to call up a conference to discuss breaking up with me and I have heard the case from all verdicts why can’t you just leave me alone.” I told Stanley.
“ Rose please listen to me………………’ he began and I hung up. Whatever is past needs to remain in the past where it belongs.
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I was on the web when my doorbell rang. I stood up and went to see who was at the door. I peeped through the hole and it was someone with big, curly hair, I could not see the face.
“Who is it?” I call out.
“It’s Jazzy Jasmine” replied the person on the other side of the door.
It’s my sister. I can’t believe it. I opened the door sure enough it is my younger sister Jasmine looking really good in a white top and a pair of navy blue distressed jeans.
“Hey darling” she began by hugging me, I hugged her warmly, I have missed her so much.
“Hey my dear, how have you been?” I asked her.
‘Great”
“How did you get here?” I asked.
“I took the BART from San Francisco and I ended up taking the taxi here.” She told me.
‘Why didn’t you tell me you were coming, I could have come to pick you up from the airport?” I asked her.
“I wanted to surprise you, so what’s for dinner, I am famished.” She asked me as she put her luggage in the living room.
“We could go out to eat dinner, I didn’t cook.” I told her.
“I need to take a shower first, is that okay” she asked me as she pulled her hand luggage into the bedroom.
“Sure, I will go and change.” I replied.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
PHILLIP FINALLY CALLS AND GUESS WHAT???????????????
The traffic from I680 to I580 was the worst today. Goodness. It was like bumper to bumper traffic. I got home at 6.48pm. I walked into my living room and kicked off my shoes. I threw my bag on the sofa and checked my messages on the answering machine, since I gave Phillip my number I have been checking my answering machine everyday and no call from him, but wait a minute now I am not so sure if I gave him my house number or my cell phone number. I checked the caller id on the phone, no strange or new number showed up; my sister Jasmine left me a message.
“Hey Rosie,its Jasmine, Holla, Momma misses you so much, I have been busy with work and all, call me , I miss you”
The only reason why Jasmine my younger sister would call me is because she wants money and for no other good reason.
I went to my bedroom to change into something more comfortable, there was some left over Chinese food in the fridge from Rachel’s birthday, Rachel is a coworker in the office who had just had a birthday at a posh Chinese Gourmet Restaurant. I went to put the bowl in the microwave after taking it out of the fridge just then I heard my phone vibrating. I went to pick it up from my purse, I looked at the number, I don’t recognize it but I pick the call anyway.
“Hello” I began and then there was a masculine voice on the other end.
“Hey, finally called you” the voice responded, it was Phillip. Praise the Lord.
“How are you doing?” I asked him.
“Great thanks, where are you?” he asked.
“I just got home right now from work, the traffic was really bad this evening on the 680” I told him.
“There was an accident that’s why, I passed it up, I was driving against traffic that’s how I knew.” He informed me.
“Oh that’s good to know” I replied not knowing what else to say.
“So what are you doing right now?” he asked me.
“Just chilling, what’s up?” I asked him why was he so nosy, well not in a bad way but I think he is rather inquisitive. I have never met any inquisitive guy. Stanley was just observant but maybe that’s why he is a fool.
“Nothing really, I was just going to go the Karaoke Place and I was wondering if you wanted to come” he told me. Like seriously this dude must really think I have nothing else to do. I actually want to go but on a week night, I have work tomorrow, I don’t want to go work and start snoring on my desk. In this tight recession I would do more than anything to keep my job.
“The karaoke place on a weeknight?” I asked my thought out loud.
“I always do something on a weeknight, its fun” he replied.
“What about work in the morning?” I asked him
“So if I asked you to go with me to dinner you would think about work in the morning and not your stomach for the evening” he asked. I blushed. Was he trying to hint at something like for real ask me out to dinner?
“Dinner is different” I replied defensively.
“It could still be considered hanging out on a weeknight” he told me and I laughed.
‘Okay, I agree with you”
“So what’s the deal?”
“The deal about what?”
“What I asked you about dinner or the Karaoke place which one do you want to go to?” he asked me.
“What is this about if I may ask?” I asked trying to play dumb. I always like to play dumb with men. Danielle thinks it’s a bad idea because according to her she thinks it backfires and the man would think you are not interested in him or that you are as dumb as you sound.
“I am asking you to spend an evening with me, we should hang out, I think you are fun to hang out with.” he told me. Am I really fun to hang out with?
“I will think about it and call you back.” I told him.
“ Okay what about Friday night, so you don’t have to think about work on Saturday morning, I hope you don’t work weekends?”
“No I don’t, Friday night is fine” I replied. I can’t pass up on this offer. I haven’t had a date in over a year. Goodness.
“Okay, Friday it is, let’s meet at TGI Friday” he told me.
“Oh nice place for a Friday” I replied.
After agreeing on Friday we had a long conversation, I checked the timer on my phone, we talked for an hour forty eight minutes and thirty three seconds. Whew. Step one is complete now its time for step two.
“Hey Rosie,its Jasmine, Holla, Momma misses you so much, I have been busy with work and all, call me , I miss you”
The only reason why Jasmine my younger sister would call me is because she wants money and for no other good reason.
I went to my bedroom to change into something more comfortable, there was some left over Chinese food in the fridge from Rachel’s birthday, Rachel is a coworker in the office who had just had a birthday at a posh Chinese Gourmet Restaurant. I went to put the bowl in the microwave after taking it out of the fridge just then I heard my phone vibrating. I went to pick it up from my purse, I looked at the number, I don’t recognize it but I pick the call anyway.
“Hello” I began and then there was a masculine voice on the other end.
“Hey, finally called you” the voice responded, it was Phillip. Praise the Lord.
“How are you doing?” I asked him.
“Great thanks, where are you?” he asked.
“I just got home right now from work, the traffic was really bad this evening on the 680” I told him.
“There was an accident that’s why, I passed it up, I was driving against traffic that’s how I knew.” He informed me.
“Oh that’s good to know” I replied not knowing what else to say.
“So what are you doing right now?” he asked me.
“Just chilling, what’s up?” I asked him why was he so nosy, well not in a bad way but I think he is rather inquisitive. I have never met any inquisitive guy. Stanley was just observant but maybe that’s why he is a fool.
“Nothing really, I was just going to go the Karaoke Place and I was wondering if you wanted to come” he told me. Like seriously this dude must really think I have nothing else to do. I actually want to go but on a week night, I have work tomorrow, I don’t want to go work and start snoring on my desk. In this tight recession I would do more than anything to keep my job.
“The karaoke place on a weeknight?” I asked my thought out loud.
“I always do something on a weeknight, its fun” he replied.
“What about work in the morning?” I asked him
“So if I asked you to go with me to dinner you would think about work in the morning and not your stomach for the evening” he asked. I blushed. Was he trying to hint at something like for real ask me out to dinner?
“Dinner is different” I replied defensively.
“It could still be considered hanging out on a weeknight” he told me and I laughed.
‘Okay, I agree with you”
“So what’s the deal?”
“The deal about what?”
“What I asked you about dinner or the Karaoke place which one do you want to go to?” he asked me.
“What is this about if I may ask?” I asked trying to play dumb. I always like to play dumb with men. Danielle thinks it’s a bad idea because according to her she thinks it backfires and the man would think you are not interested in him or that you are as dumb as you sound.
“I am asking you to spend an evening with me, we should hang out, I think you are fun to hang out with.” he told me. Am I really fun to hang out with?
“I will think about it and call you back.” I told him.
“ Okay what about Friday night, so you don’t have to think about work on Saturday morning, I hope you don’t work weekends?”
“No I don’t, Friday night is fine” I replied. I can’t pass up on this offer. I haven’t had a date in over a year. Goodness.
“Okay, Friday it is, let’s meet at TGI Friday” he told me.
“Oh nice place for a Friday” I replied.
After agreeing on Friday we had a long conversation, I checked the timer on my phone, we talked for an hour forty eight minutes and thirty three seconds. Whew. Step one is complete now its time for step two.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
925.................................................
I don’t want to say that this is fate but must I keep running into Phillip everywhere I go, and even if I had to run into him somewhere why does it have to be at my job. I was walking into one of the offices when I saw a familiar figure coming to my direction, I hadn’t seen him since the last time I saw him at the ATM machine and that was probably why he showed up at my job.
“Hey” he said as he walked confidently towards me.
“Hi” I replied nervously butterflies were fluttering around my stomach. Well now I can’t be too sure of that or maybe its hunger pangs. I look at the giant clock in the hallway, its almost 2.30pm.
“What are you up to?” he asked, I was about to ask if he was blind, if he couldn’t see that work was actually what I was up to.
“Nothing really, just work, it’s a busy day today, and what are you doing here.” I asked him.
“I er………………….” He began and hesitated for a second, I could tell he was about to tell a lie and then I looked into his eyes and he started laughing.
“What’s funny?” I asked him.
“Well I came to see you. “he responded.
“Not a great time if must say” I replied. I was about to scream Hallelujah on the inside, Phillip Bordeaux came to see me. I have just won love lotto. Are you kidding me.
“I understand, I actually just dropped someone off here and I decided to step in to see you, I remember you told me you work here.” He told me. I looked at him. I remember telling him I work at Kirkland Guild but not this branch, he must have tracked me down somehow but at least he found me.
“Oh okay” I reply trying to keep my composure, he looked into my eyes.
“Can I get your number so I could give you a call like maybe later, so we could talk.
Of course darling the only reason you would call me is to talk. Definitely I would give you my number before one of the chief admins passes by.
“Alright, its 925……………………………………”
“Hey” he said as he walked confidently towards me.
“Hi” I replied nervously butterflies were fluttering around my stomach. Well now I can’t be too sure of that or maybe its hunger pangs. I look at the giant clock in the hallway, its almost 2.30pm.
“What are you up to?” he asked, I was about to ask if he was blind, if he couldn’t see that work was actually what I was up to.
“Nothing really, just work, it’s a busy day today, and what are you doing here.” I asked him.
“I er………………….” He began and hesitated for a second, I could tell he was about to tell a lie and then I looked into his eyes and he started laughing.
“What’s funny?” I asked him.
“Well I came to see you. “he responded.
“Not a great time if must say” I replied. I was about to scream Hallelujah on the inside, Phillip Bordeaux came to see me. I have just won love lotto. Are you kidding me.
“I understand, I actually just dropped someone off here and I decided to step in to see you, I remember you told me you work here.” He told me. I looked at him. I remember telling him I work at Kirkland Guild but not this branch, he must have tracked me down somehow but at least he found me.
“Oh okay” I reply trying to keep my composure, he looked into my eyes.
“Can I get your number so I could give you a call like maybe later, so we could talk.
Of course darling the only reason you would call me is to talk. Definitely I would give you my number before one of the chief admins passes by.
“Alright, its 925……………………………………”
Sunday, October 4, 2009
THE GREAT ESCAPE
I went into my room and pulled out my little brown knapsack I had gotten from the dollar store. I looked around the room to see if there was anything I would need to take from this house. I don’t have so many clothes and I don’t need old clothes, I picked up my small Bible, and other essentials like my toothbrush, I took a bar of soap from Channel’s closet, I would be far gone by the time she would realize the soap is missing. I took a grey sweater, two shirts and two pairs of jeans and stuffed them in my knapsack. I grabbed the trash can near the door and put the knapsack there and covered it with grocery bags. It would make me look like I was taking trash outside. Lastly I opened the mattress and removed the Ziploc bag of money which included coins and the likes. I stuffed it in the trash can. It was time to leave. I took a long look at the room for the last time and recounted the memories, nights I spent crying in my little bed doing homework. The times I sat in the chair by the window watching Chanelle, Ashley and Lauren get picked up to go out on lunch dates and dinner dates while I sit in the house either sleeping, watching TV or doing house chores. I would not even miss my school with all those silly teenagers. I looked at the time. It was time to go. I walked down the stairs with the trash can in my hand. Miss Mattie gave me a surprise look from across the couch.
“What are you still doing here, I thought you would be in the store by now?” she asked me.
“I had to put the clothes away, I am on my way” I replied. She nodded her head and I walked by with the trash can. I walked into the garage and opened the door leading to the side door outside, I put the trash on the recycle box and grabbed my knapsack and the money in the Ziploc. Escape is finally here, I briskly walked away from the house and from my old life.
“What are you still doing here, I thought you would be in the store by now?” she asked me.
“I had to put the clothes away, I am on my way” I replied. She nodded her head and I walked by with the trash can. I walked into the garage and opened the door leading to the side door outside, I put the trash on the recycle box and grabbed my knapsack and the money in the Ziploc. Escape is finally here, I briskly walked away from the house and from my old life.
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