I Heard A Story

Whoa chile!!! What about the ironic tragedies of life, love, and girlfriends? Last night the posse went out under the guise of celebrating a birthday. I was the second person to get there so I ended up chatting with someone I rarely chat with one-on-one. We both went to Howard and know a lot of the same people. But what I keep forgetting is that she used to be the live-in girlfriend of a guy known around campus as nothing more than crazy. I don’t know why I always forget this, but I do.

Last night I got the story about how they ended up married to other people. It seems that, as most couples do, they had problems. And as most younger women do, she confided in someone. Not only did she confide in someone, she confided in a chick her man worked with. And you know what that chick did? She married my girl’s man!!! They have a kid right now!

So let me say it again. My girl confided in her man’s co-worker–who I guess she’d befriended. This chick was my girl’s ear. She’d tell this girl all kinds of stuff. And the girl turned around and used it all to her advantage. So I asked my girl, “How’d you not end up beating her ass.” I don’t remember the answer. I mean my girl had been drinking last night. But then I also told my girl, “You gotta stand back and admire her work. I mean she was focused. And you also had to be pissed at yourself. Right?” Still I don’t remember the answer. What? I’d been drinking too.

We have all these shows on TV with women confiiding in one another all willy-nilly. All these shows where women have one another’s back! Bullshyt!!!! Those shows that come on in primetime where a group of women, usually four, share their inner most secrets and some drama doesn’t pop off is some straight bullshyt!!!! If you want the truth of how things really go down, you need to watch the soap operas. I’m not saying all women are shade-y. But I am saying that if you aren’t sure, assume her ass is! Especially a stranger.

Look, I’m old enough to have more than enough friends. Any woman seeking to force a friendship with me this late in life causes me to immediately raise a brow! Matter if fact, if she’s even tryna get invited to a posse funtion, I’m looking at her cross-eyed. We had a case where someone re-friended some chick she’d lost touch with years ago. This broad came around one or two times and even the guys were like, “Da hell is wrong with this ass-hungry hoe?” And if men are undone, then you know she had to have been a handful.

For me, I’m not even trying to discuss my business with too many actual friends. So I’ll be damned thrice over if I discuss anything with my man’s female ‘friend’. Uh no! Really, even when I do share, I share with extreme caution!! Paranoid? Maybe but I know what people ar capable of. Not because I’d do anything like that but because I’ve seen others get burned!

I’m really running out of things to blog about.