Friday, December 21, 2007

Randome Thoughts Vol. 6 : What In The Blue Hell???

It's once again time for some random thoughts folks... So now I am on boothrent... and the money I get throughout the time I'm working is mine so to speak.. so now it's a matter of keeping this danggone clientele up and on these books, and damn sure on the appointment tip. There are actually days that i'm wondering 'what the hell is wrong with me?' then I realize.. absolutely nothing... I am at the stage in life where everything seems to be a rollercoaster for no damn reason---oh well. Why did I have to curse the Navy Federal people out about some bullsh*t ass 38.00? I forgot about my loan payment, and ummm these fools asking stuff like do you have someone you can borrow it from?... I'm looking like ---> Hell Naw.. so I can owe someone else...? So buddy tried to keep asking me dumb questions in fifty ways about when I was going to pay or if I could... so I broke it down for him... "I understand your job is to call people and bug the hell out of them to get a payment.. but I can't give you something I don't have. I am not going to promise you a date... And I'm not about to sit on this phone going back and forth about what I don't got- to give you." this ass is going to interject- well you initiated the call and I swiftly let his ass know.. "Well ya'll called my phone and left a message..I returned the call- it's not like I'm ducking and dodging you, I told you my situation...which is: I ain't got it... so after that there is nothing else to be said...I'm not going to be homeless payng you, and I ain't about to go hungry to pay you either.. these are the breaks. You loaned a student- KEY WORD: STUDENT some money.. I have to get a little established to pay your asses back DUHHHHH. So I tell you what.. put this in your system.. when I get it you'll have it, you have a good day..." and hung up. Fukkaz. People do the dumbest sh*t daily!!! You know what else I have realized? Men who drive Mercedes are assholes. I haven't met one worth talking to more than 1 month. *smh* They seem to have this 'I think i'm better than any other man you've ever talked to syndrome' and most of the time.. they are among the low rankings as well. You chased me down...t'was not the other way around. I know 2 people off the top of my head who wish they was Nikki... AHAHAH!!! Don't people who don't know when to SHUT-UP get on your nerves??? I hate when people just be telling the kool-aid, pitcher size and flavor! Man- people need to learn how to be quiet sometimes. Why is you telling all the bisnas??? Speaking of telling the bisnas, I hate people act like they KNOW your damn bisnas and try to tell it... That's just pathetic. I am a grown woman and have no reason to lie about me or my life. If you want to know the real deal ask me.. Don't go looking for the E! true Hollywood version or try to tell it either Bastids! More random-ness to come...Payce.




"Some-times... Some-times...Sometimes I find..."- RZA

Friday, December 7, 2007

How Do You Think I Pay My Damn Bills?

You know what gets on my nerves more than leather seats in the summer? People who come into the shop wanting "goods and services" for the low low price of nothing. What makes you think that I can "afford" to give you my trades lovely tricks for free-99? How in the blue hell do you think I pay my bills? This fool... I mean DAMN fool came up inthe salon asking how much was it for a relaxer touch-up if they bring the perm? I said well I do not use box 'RELAXERS' first.. I use professional products. Relaxer touch-ups are 65.00 that includes a deep conditioning, trimming of the ends, and a flat iron (or wrap if preferred). Do you know this idiot gone say 'she don't need all that done.' Apparently she does if you're asking me questions... I said well she can do it at home for free if she already has a kit... but the price here is 65.00. Handed him a card and kept it moving. Now one thing I know is my manager has a golden rule about not letting "money walk out the door".. but there is some money that can walk far as I am concerned. As a first time client, what do I look like dropping my prices to nothing so I don't miss out? If anything, I just let them know that they can get over on me if they send me a sob story and say they can't afford it. Then I'm stuck with less money than I started with. How about no? I just be looking at these folks like.. how do you think I pay the cost of living? Just by being pretty? No.... I have to work-and this is my JOB. Let me explain how my job works... I am an independent contractor so to speak... Therefore, if I don't work, I don't get paid... If I don't come to work -TO GET work, I will not get paid... and messing with broke clientele who want me to stand on my feet slaving over their heads for free; will lead to me not getting, nor being paid. If I let every Julie..Timmy and Jane get over everytime I need to do a service, I will never have anything. I don't have the luxury of someone else paying all my bills to care about not charging the amount it really is. Besides why should I lower the cost of my quality work? You wouldn't be getting ripped off... my work is off the chain!!! So the next time you sit yourself down in a stylist's chair and have the absolute audacity to ask them to drop their price even when it's already cheap.....Just know that they are looking at you and asking you this question in their minds: How do you think I pay my damn bills??? *smh*

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Season's Change...

You know I am still working on myself, but I came to the total understanding that LIFE doesn't owe us any explaination or reason why things are the way they are. I feel that we only have so much control over what happens to us in our lives... but overall we're fighting what IS supposed to happen, or plain just be. I was in a situation not too long ago and thought- hell maybe it's plain not going to work out and I was going to be moving back up north.. but all of 2 days into looking I met an awesome person who happened to be looking for a roomate in the city in which I wanted to stay, and no more than 3 days later here I am.. moved in. The process of building clientele in the beauty industry is what it is.... doing some heads.. and doing your promotion... then waiting for them to refer or come to you... Either way, it takes time to get a few people to come to you, and then to have them refer other people. So now my clientele is picking up- now that I have put in a little more time, and gotten my information out more... Moving away would have put me back at square 1 with that. It's just a whole slew of things that are turning up "good" for me, and I do not have room for negative people or negativity!!!. Serendipity is what it's called... roughly the luck of the draw, or thing kinda just fall into place for you. I have been more to myself... meeting new people who are doing things and going places... but all-in-all we need to not fight what path has already been set up for us. Yes use your head, but if it's too much fighting to do/get/be... stop and just roll with it. It may be something bigger and better layed out for you ahead. My feelings about other things are changing... I am just an evolving machine right now, and I intend to continue to evolve.... That is all we can do.. or we stay stuck in one season with no change. Feel Me?




"I hope you know.. I hope you know that this has nothing to do with you... It's personal, myself and I... we got some straigtening out to do...."



Big Girls Don't Cry (Personal)- Fergie

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

The excitement just don't stop..

Life is like a day at the amusement park with these funny fu-fu ass people... So now the crazy ex-girlfriend is going off in these tangents.. posting pics... and had the AUDACITY to put my name in one where his hair was combed... talking about "His hair looks so good... Thanks Nikki" the funny thing is.. if you look at the pic he look like he don't even want to be in it. Talk about desperate... I could see if the man was giving you false hope.. dreams.. even some light... but ummmm no. I was going to be an asshole and post a comment that said.. "I know it looked good...Looked so good that I messed it up that night" but I'd have to step down 3 years to do that... I just ain't even entertain it... It just pisses her off that I ain't tripping off what she does... She really wants me to respond no matter which way it comes (verbal... thru someone else.. or whatever) However, I won't give the child the satisfaction. I just laugh... keep it cordial, and keep it pushing.. it pisses her off that I ain't worried about her... As much as she try to hang in that boy face it's evident what's what... Ya'll ain't together & He don't want you..and if he is messing with you behind my back... that makes YOU the side piece. AWWWWWWWWWWW poor baby girl... now sweep your face off the floor and pick it up because it's cracked. While you're at it pick up some Pro-ACTIVE Super strength, and some neutrogena back and body acne wash to clear up that nasty skin. Looking like a piece of fried chicken; gritty, bumpy, and greasy. So boom- how about she logging in to his myspace account reading his sh*t too...I asked him if he got my message and he wasn't even logged in... yet the message was read? Can we say "stalkerish"? I better watch my back, this hoe might know where I stay. So I ensured since she was all up in it reading other things I sent him... I sent one about the earrings he bought me.. :read that. Nosey ass...*smh* This mess is hella funny. *smh- again*




"What's the matter with your life.. why you gotta mess with mine.. don't keep sweating what I do- cuz I'm gonna be just fine..."



None of Your Business- Salt-N-Pepa

Friday, November 9, 2007

the BBB actually does work!

You know I once thought that the Better Business Bureau (BBB) was a bunch of hoop-la til I had to make a complaint about a business. These mutha's mean business and they play no games. They tried to tow me.. I caught them.. I would have paid the 89 to "drop" it and the driver lied and said he's meet me at the exit.. then took off as I was coming out of my apartment with the money!? So I had to pay 300+ bucks to get my car because he felt like being a jerk??? Oh hail to the naw!!! I think I submitted a complaint about a tow company named WESTERN- basically doing a bandit tow on my car and here we are about 2 weeks later with a FULL refund from the crap ass tow company, of what it cost to tow my car and recover it from the yard... Because I told it like it was...They are a sh*tty company with sh*tty workers.. this probably happens all the time which is why I haven't gotten a response from them since I talked to their so called dispute manager who ALSO lied and never returned any of my calls... So you thought you made money off me but lookie here.. you made NADA, and got a bad buzz on your company.. Up Yours western. Can I get A WHOO-RAH!!!? (I took it back huh? )




On to other things goings on... Well this has been a pretty good week for me clientele wise.. I have 2 weaves to do tomorrow... and so far have had a person in my chair every day, and from most stylist who say: "starting out that's damn good... " Either way I want it to pick up and continue I miss the El cajon location, but it's some money to be made here downtown... YESSIR!!! Please believe this sistah will do it.. My new hair family consists of a cool set... We work in a cool little environment, and being that it's downtown it's always something going on! Makes for entertainment.. and will more than likely give me more things to write about in my blogs like...: Today as I was going to get some change I guess it was a Pimp talking to his Hoe... She had on this tigblaskirt (exactly it was too tight to say in spaced words) and all I heard him say was... I don't want no apologies.. just get out there and do what you gotta do... At that point I promptly took my snapple and left.. I mayda got slapped for my snapple, and I was thirsty. Anyway, I will certainly keep ya'll posted on the new.. Holla 4 a dolla~



"Really? Is that what you're going to do...?"



- Akasha (Aaliyah)

Monday, November 5, 2007

Nosey.. Phoney... Deluded...Comedian Assed People

You know I am overly amused by the buh-shyt I have encountered and continue to encounter as I am living this day-to-day thing called life. People who front like they cool with you turn out to be snakes in the grass... worried about who and what you're doing... Steady trying to get 411 off you about other people. Don't come at me trying to pry for information.. you gets none from here so it would behoove you to take it somewhere else. Greedy yamps in the world.. man I recently saw how greedy people can be... *smh* Women busy running behind a dude who ain't thinkin' about they ass... Thinkin' he coming back.. I live for the moment... ain't no sense in waiting on a moment to come.. if you feel in your heart that's where he'll eventually go back to.. live your life and have fun til he does...IF he does. There is no need to make yourself miserable worried about what he does with another woman... He at where he at and he'll be where he wanna be... And by the current situational status YOU ain't where he want to be. One thing I have learned about life is this. Life is all about choices... people don't happen to end up where they are because it's just fate.. they CHOOSE to be where they are in life.. and that's in regards to whatever! Love anyone as I may.. I ain't finta chase na'an ni99@.. so you can hang that dream up if you ever think I will. I am a damn good woman and I know I am capable of getting whatever I want in this life... I would never be the one looking back saying 'Damn, I fucked up...' because I am ALWAYS the lady I am supposed to be. N-E-WAYZ... So what else is new with Miss Niks... ??? Nothing much just trying to stay on my grind.. nothing much new in San Diego... YANNO.




"Do you ever wonder when he.. don't come home who he go to see...Why in the middle of the night he leaves you alone.. cuz everything he likes with me..."-



With Me- Destiny's Child...

Saturday, October 27, 2007

If I Don’t Need A Reality Show... Who Does?

You know I seriously need a reality show for the mess that happens in my life... From car jacks... To retarded female assumptions.. to men.. to crazy ass ex women dropping in on my J-O... MY ASS needs a reality show. I mean how much buh-shit can one go through or do I have to go through... before she gets a show dammit!? ANYWAY.. my life is so hectic. Shop life is pretty cool. I am working in a salon where everyone is like family.. nobody doing dos muchachos and we all get along.. so I am sure down the line we shall argue like family too *lol* Oh well.. Just wishin' for the best. As of now I am trying to maintain in Daygo, but VA is becoming an option.. I have folks willing to help me out there. However, being cute doesn't pay the rent.. not unless I meet a sucker *lmao* and you know that ain't gonna happen.. all those guys are taken MWAHAHAH!!! So outside of that.. My daughter is loving 1st grade, and I am glad she's not having any issues... my mom is hanging tuff being a mom for my baby while mom is trying to be on the grind here... *sigh*One day we'll make it out the hood.




"I just gotta make it"- Gotta Make It- Trey Songz

Friday, October 12, 2007

Anybody Licensed in the house???

SO as of 3 p.m. October 11th, 2007 I became an officially licensed cosmetologist!!! I am sooooOOoooOOoo happy this wild journey is over and done. Now it's really time to make things happen. It was a rush to know that it was FINALLY over for real. Man.. I feel great!!!


Niks-Ta.

Saturday, October 6, 2007

Dont Hate Me.. Cuz you Ain't Me...

You know.. I have grown a lot.. developed some thoughts, ideas, and plain old theories of my own. Funny thing is I am about to start applying a few new ones to my day-to-day life. Let me share some of these things with you all.




1- Do not stoop to the levels of those who act beneath you-for you shall have back problems if you do::: You know, I have been applying this one already but I opted to share this with you guys. There are so many people looking to talk bad, bring you down, and plain old HATE on you. Sometimes with reason, other times without. Folks who don't have nothing going...hate to see people who are doing something or have something going for themselves- be happy. It's just how life is.. so get used to it. It's always something negative to be said... However comma the best way to combat HATE is to LOVE. Kill them with kindness.. They HATE THAT SHIT.. because it exposes how silly they are. When they mean mugg- Smile at them... When they speak on you- Ignore what they say... When they think they are dragging you down...- Tell them to look up so you can wave at their asses... It's that simple. When people see you don't give 2 SH*TS about what they "think", they either leave you alone...Keep on yappin'- yet never realize how immature they look, or find someone else to be concerned with. When folks do not have lives, they tend to consume themselves with others...Look at it that way. People are bored like that and until they find a hobby, that's just they way it is. To that I say F-em.



2- My time is not to be played with::: When someone is spending time on you.. you need to show them that you are WORTH that time being spent. I'm the kind of person that will vocalize when I feel like my time is not being appreciated.. values are not being upheld, or you're plain slippin'. So if I hit you with the "thanks for playing... try again" it should come as no surprise. One can never say I didn't tell them so. My time is precious- I can think of fifty other things to do than bullsh*t with people. I have been doing a lot of cleaning up in my personal life... When I feel like I am not being appreciated- you better make way because it's not going to be pretty. To that I say- do not become part of the debris because you will be spotted and removed.



3- Problems are only as big as you let them become::: YOU are in control of YOU... You have no control over anyone but yourself! People will be people... they are rude, disrespectful, foolish, stupid, annoying, hardheaded, and any other word you can think of. You control who YOU are. If you tell someone to do something- they have 2 choices... they are either going to do it or they aren't. From then on you make the decision to take whatever action is needed. I personally like the ignore button. it works so well. No need to let anyones actions influence how my day goes. Nobody has that effect on Niks...I say: I will be happy with or without ya.



4- I don't give a fuck if you like me or not::: Now this is one I have had to make clear for a long time coming. I don't give a whoot if you talk about me... look at me.. or hell spread a rumor about me. Long as you don't touch me.. you can do whatever makes you FEEEEEEEL Good. YOU are a human, you put ya drawls on the same ways I do, and breathe air just like me. Why should I care??? You do not have a remote control over what I feel. I am a hella cool person, if you choose to acknowledge that; fine.. if not, that is fine also. I simply don't understand for the life of me why folks act like I should give a fuck if they don't like me. I am A BAD BITCH... disliked by plenty... Hated by some...but yet in still confronted by none. There are some things I can't help and EXCRUSE me if I sound all up on myself- I know I am cute... wait... scratch that- SEXY...lol.. I am smart.. I have accomplished a lot in my lifetime... Still working on things, letting nobody stand in my way... I'm no pushover, and I tell shit like it is. I'm not on the la-la-la, and please let's not forget; I am a lady(a lot of females are not!) even when the situation calls for me to act out of character... I don't, because my mama taught me better than that. So for those who don't get it- Get a job. Maybe one day you can be your own person and understand life don't stop to the tic or toc of your thoughts & ironically, neither do I. Excuse me if I'm feelin' myself...



More pearls of wisdom to come.. YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS!!!



"I don't fancy you too much child.. I don't fancy you too much child"



Fancy- Destiny's Child

Monday, October 1, 2007

A Day In The Life Of A T.A.H...

Okay so we are all up to date on the drama involving this chick who backed up into my car and then tried to act like she couldn't pay me. So thinking this issue is resolved... there is apparently another issue. A man issue... This heffer thinks I am messing with this guy (mind you whom is married, and couldn't get it no way) though this chick doesn't have the balls even though she looks like a man.. enough to ask me if I did. I have no reason to lie to you about anything I've done.. I am a grown ass woman. Anyway so she sitting up in the club the past few weeks, mean muggin, looking all salty like someone took a bite out of her tuna sandwich, and drank up her capri-sun... Instead of asking me she's assuming because form another individuals lips comes.. one of homeboy's friends said he was messing with me. I'm looking like uh no.. he wants to mess with me, and he's been trying for goodness knows how long.. but uh-no. So anyway since this hooker been acting all out of pocket talking extra shit when she's out and about... always talking about how hard she is yet never finds the time to get in my face with it. She keeps a distance and is constantly yapping behind the homegirl. I don't have time for that.. I am a lady at all times...ha ha ha.. Anyway, the buck-toof bitch owes me money, and I was calling to find out how this transaction was going down.. especially since she have an attitude.. you ain't in the clear heffa. So I called her phone and left a message as I knew she wouldn't be woman enough to answer, nor say nothing to my face. I simply said, "I know you need to pay me, so you need to let me know how we handling this transaction... bye" and left it at that. Do you know all of 15 minutes later this goofy lookin' bitch gonna send me a text saying "Why ur you contacting me & harrassing me when I have my court papers to pay you on the 7th of the month. PS I don't like you & you ur a trick ass hoe" LMAO!!! Wow, now I am a trick ass hoe because dudes you fukked with are taking interest in me...? Bitch you ain't my homegirl... you the friend of a friend, and if you messed with a dude fifty years ago, why does it bother you what he's doing? Especially when it ain't true...The last time I checked, hoes pay pimps.. bitch have my money. So anywho to continue the story I laughed and sent her a text message back... I simply said, "Ain't nobody harrassing you your first payment was due on the 7th as you're broke.. the rest are due on the first... You're so damn immature you need to grow up. I don't get down with name calling, but you just make sure you got this 'HOES' money." So she wanna send me a message saying, "Please don't contact me if you want to contact me go through the court" I said, "Again, have my money or I will go through the court, you already know I have no problem doing so..." and then her little tune in the text changed. " I will have your money please do not contact me." WOW...These bitches can't be serious!!!!! So I am just dying laughing because this female who claims to love no muthafukka, and is oh so hard is letting her emotions show so much it's not even funny! It's not my fault you look like you fell off the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down. Face lookin' like someone beat you with a bag of pennies , and none of the men you ever messed with want to admit messing with you. I guess the icing on the cake is DB... as way back when that must have happened also... but again that's your issue not mine.. if you don't care why are you so admant on staring at us in the spot? Why you so concerned about what we do? Why you coming in the club at 11 pm with shades on? Why is you acting like a child??? Hating on me 'cause some dude you messed with is in my grill, ain't even smelled my panty liner wants to... and his friend done lied to you and told you he has. Fukkaz have fantasies about being with Nikki... How about you be a woman and ask if you wanna know? You ain't nobody to lie to... If I messed with him I did... If I didn't-I didn't. Either way this old duck lookin' bitch know she stupid. I would have saved all the extras for a later date... You're the one getting pimped...hoe. You paying ME. This old manly wench better step lightly.. Ol' fake, OVERLY bite having, crispy critter, lookin' like she climbed out a sewer, wanna be Belizean broad....See, she gonna make all my ethnicity come out. Anyway... I hate fake bitches. Oh yeah... and I was all of those things yesterday... but mind you she sure didn't bring her ass out last night. Hmmmm. Scary bitch.




"When you roll up to the club and them hoes wanna mugg... when you step up to they face what they gon do? SHIT"



What U Gon Do- Lil Jon & The Eastside Boys

Thursday, September 27, 2007

An Important Day For Me...

Yesterday at 8 pm I officially completed 1600 hours in Cosmetology. Though none of my family attended my graduation... due to other circumstances... I had family in the people who were there. It was such a breath of fresh air to know that the longest and hardest part was finally over... One last stepping stone left, which is state board (Oct 11th) then on to world where the sky is the limit! I told myself that I wasn't going to cry, but I teared up when people got up and spoke about me... I was almost shocked to see how much these people I have spent the last 1-15 months with actually cared for me and were going to miss me. Heck, there were freshmen who just came to the school YESTERDAY and didn't know me from Adam,, outside of speaking to them kindly their first day... saying goodbyes, and brought things for me... Weird huh? I guess I am a people person... Either way... hell, I am going to miss them too... I am sure tomorrow- well today actually, is going to feel extra weird knowing that I don't have to put on that all black uniform, get out the door by 1:30 or JEEZE pray I don't have some randumb client waiting for me.. I have to go for a job interview basically tomorrow, and see if I am feeling this shop.. if so. your girl might be staying in SD if things flow right.... we'll see. Again, to my friends on here whom read my blogs and what not.. Thank you for coming to show support, and plain being who you are... I wouldn't have gotten through without some of you guys to joke with, talk with or plain start a riot with. I am going to miss you all so very much.. but it's not the end.. just means we can PARTY real hard now Stay in touch.. and you know I'll do the same! Good night folks.. and thank you for coming with me on this long ride... It is, and has been so worth it. *muah*




"Cuz I don't wanna leave.. but I gotta go right now...I'll be back before you know it..."



"I Gotta Go"- Trey Songz

Sunday, September 2, 2007

Random Thoughts Vol. 5: It's Gettin' real...

Ahhh, glad you have tuned in to read more thoughts that cross my mind... On with the randomness. So... am I the only one who see's these advertisements which are trying to sell you something or win/give you something free if you.. click the hell out of the button to "get to the gold.. fight the sumo wrestler...feed Nicole Ritchie... Shave some chick's legs... or hell even pluck nose hairs? Yeah.. I thought so. I am still amazed at Miss Teen USA from S.C.... anyone surprised? Doubted it. You know, as much as I know I want to do hair full time.. Nicole is aware that until that "faithful" base clientele is right... I need a real damn job.. and yeah I am shooting for my regular 'IT' field when it comes to that...So 10 bucks an hour ain't cutting it. *For Taressa* You know there are times when I wake up early in the morning at say... 7:00-8:00 am and then I realize... what the hell am I up for? I don't got a job, and then, I promptly go my ass, back to sleep. Sometimes it's lazy and sometimes it's not. Speaking of a job.. I do apply like hell when I am searching... I will even apply for things I know I don't do.. hell- the most they can say is; sorry, you're not what we are lookin' for... Oh well. Moving along You wanna know what does piss me off about posting my resume...? When those f-in' technical recruiting companies call me. For those who do not know... Say a "client" has an available job.. the job of the staffing company is to find you, recommend you, possibly place you, and if the job is paying say... 20 dollars an hour.. you'll only be gettin' about 15 of it... because they are getting a cut for your work. They tell you all about the damn "job that is available" and then won't tell you what company. Why in the hell are you asking me if I would like a job if you can't tell me who the company is? I mean to be honest, I'm trying to get in line with CACI... Lockheed-Martin... SPAWAR...General Dynamics... SAIC... some muggs who want to pay me what I'm worth... Not some rinky dink company who just looking for someone to plug up their computers. This heffa called here the other day with that hoopla.. asking me fifty million questions, and then when I asked her that question- she said she couldn't tell me what client it was.. So I promptly asked, "Is this a staffing company?" She replied, "Yes it is..." I said "Well, I don't do staffing companies... and if you can't tell me who the job is with, then you do not need all my info." Then I righteously took my unemployed hand away from my ear, and pressed the 'talk' button, and hung up on her ass. Hell off my phone with that carrot on a stick act. F*gg a middle man... I will recruit and staff my damn-self. So... as an up and coming stylist it is my job to point out some things that I am getting tired of seeing. I am tired of having people come into this school(Which I only have about 3 weeks left at YAY!!!!!!!) asking for 65 dollar styles and only paying 20 bucks then having the nerve not to tip. How about I done started getting ghetto about my ends? Come through the back, sit in my chair, get hooked up, and you can pay me for my services in doing your hair. I no longer owe the school any requirements, so at this point I'm just making B.V some money. Screw that! I am tired of folks coming in there telling the person who has been doing this, or is in school FOR this; how to do their damn job. Why are you here if you feel like you need to tell me how to do it? Go to a salon where they are "licensed professionals" and you can feel comfortable enough to shut the hell up in their chair and let them do what they do. I mean, if you can do this better- take your ass home and do it. At least you won't be working my freakin' nerves asking me some retarded question everytime I do something you ain't used to seeing... Or not letting me COMPLETE what I am doing before making requests. "Can you unravel the rod like a spiral...?" "That isn't going to weigh it down is it?" "I thought you were going to..." SHUT THE FUCK UP. I had to tell a client on friday. "Can I do my job? . I still have to go through.. separate these curls and things...Pretty much adjust what has to be adjusted... If you don't like the 'end result'- then you can tell me what you want to change, but til then...Let me finish. I don't tell you how to do your job, so don't tell me how to do mine. Thank you." Mind you she loved the end result. Jeeze, it's all in technique people.. everyone does not do hair the same.. nobody starts the same or finishes the same... Let me do my damn job. It also annoys me to no end when I see someone who's hair looks like a rats nest and they come in there talking about they do hair too. Yeah okay. At least you could have came in with a little more than that happening on your head. I trip-out on these customers who even are so cheap to the degree that they already are trying to look for someone else as soon as you leave school to do their hair. What I look like handing my money off? You'll just have to come in and get your test trial on. What ever happened to faithful and loyal clients? If you just sat in my chair and got your hair done... then said it never looked that good before.. why would you go back to trial & tribulation hairstyling just because you'll have to pay about 15 dollars more than you would at a school after I go to a salon? Talk about cheap. I find a great stylist.. I stick with them. WTF? Over.




"You call me like I'm supposed to be alone... but I've moved on so stop wasting time. You should know by now someone's in my life.. you're the last thing that crosses my mind..."



You Don't Give A Damn About Me- Tyrese

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

The Problem With Being Nice...

The problem with being nice is.. you simply cannot be nice to everybody. Let me give you the run down. About a month and a half ago, a female I know through a mutual homegirl backed up into my bumper because she was not looking before she backed up(drinking mind you) ... Thank goodness I knew her/where she lived and things, because she sholl tried to pull off like it didn't happen. Claiming she thought it was one of the guys she was talking to... Anyway, she's crying and praying to Bejeezus I didn't call the police, her insurance company, and that she'll pay me the money to get it fixed...Just in so many words not to "turn her ass in". So being that I know this chicks info, and all that I considered her situation as well, and told her she needs to pay me what it's going to cost to get it fixed in a reasonable amount of time. She agreed to do just that. So as someone who watches too many judge shows, I know better than to only take someones word and walk... I have seen one too many people get screwed out of what was owed simply because they didn't have nothing on paper. So I said I'll be damned if that's me again... especially after the my car got stolen situation. I went home and the next day typed up a letter basically stating that she was aware that she is at fault for the damage to my vehicle, I gave her an estimate of what it costs to fix it, and she'll have been had my pay to me by a NLT date... with a name and signature. So she puts herself in the position to say June 14th half then and no later than June 28th for the rest. Being that she didn't contest to signing it or anything I kinda figured, maybe...just maybe she's a woman of her word; but better safe than sorry. So I made no more mention of it because you claim to be a person of integrity...and that was May 14th. So, mind you in the meanwhile she wanting me to hang out with her, pick her up because now she knows she don't need to be drinking and driving, and things... I didn't have an issue with it, because I'd rather you get a ride than lose your license, car, or life... for doing something as dumb as getting behind the wheel knowing you're twisted. So the 14th of June comes, and what does she do? She calls me to tell me she doesn't have ANYTHING. Not even 25 bucks.So she's apologizing and asking if I can wait until September? I basically said excuse me.. who do I look like? Foo-Foo the Fool? If you ain't even came up with half, not even a quarter of what you owe me, what the hell do I look like waiting a few more months for you to tell me you still don't have it??? Then you'll want me to wait until December? I said, well we tried to do it your way, which was pay me, you have nothing- so I am saying you need to come up with before September...something can be 100 here and there and 50, but we can keep track... So she start going into how much debt she's in and this and that... but I'm un-sympathetic at this point, because first she trying to talk to me like I'm not a vet with fast talk. If you got money to go get your hair braided which out here is like 150-180 dollars, hang out and drink up in the club, then you can come up with my money to get my car which JUST got fixed not too long ago, back in the condition it was before you backed your drunk ass up into it. Trust me had I called the police at that time you'd be paying more like 10 G's, with no car, or license after the fact- opposed to 700... So it'd behoove you to come up with my money... Now I'm feeling like a pimp and I gotta brush my shoulders off. So then the conversation starts turning stupid, because she wants to try to make irrelevant factors part of the equation... I wouldn't have gotten behind me if I knew I was drunk... Well it could have been anybody behind you- you are supposed to look before you back up. Again this conversation is getting dumb- again you need to find some kind of way to pay me my money back before the 28th... So she asks why it costs so much like I didn't give her an estimate. She's too busy being overly concerned with why it costs so much because the car is a '94... I'm like it doesn't matter what the year of the car is... that is how much it costs... have you seen how much it costs to fix a '64 Impala??? That's just how much it costs and you need to come up with it. So she says, "Well I'm just saying I don't see why it costs so much" and I told her look at the estimate and you'll see why... again this is starting to get dumb. I don't owe you and explaination of why it costs anything, but to help you put the pieces together where that estimate came from is the same place my car just came from after it was recovered form being stolen... So I ain't taking my car to Julio or TJ to get fixed, it's going back to the same place it just came from... again you need to come up with that 7 hun... " So she start getting really ignorant... talking about "Well I didn't say you had to explain, but there ain't no reason to get mad, I mean if you not woman enough to just tell me you're mad, fine.. again I just was asking and telling you I think it's too expensive.." SO I put it to her ass plain and simple... I really don't care what your opinion is...and know you're not sitting up here questioning what I'm woman enough to do... I don't owe you anything... not a dime nor an explaination but you're pissing me off talking sh*t like I put you in your situation. You put yourself there, so you need to be woman enough to own up to what you did, and get my money..." and I hung up on her ass.
So what I think she was doing and thinking was she had talked to someone and they must have thought it was too much, and they hyped her brain up to think I'm gonna back down... and I also think she thought if we had a fall out she'd be off the hook. No bitch no, now I'm really serious about getting my money from you. Mind you that same evening she must have came down off Dumb Cloud 13 and left this long winded message about trying to have something by Sept. again (like I said that was okay) and she apologize for being on the ignorant ealier.. and I disregarded it for what it was.. A sorry attempt to pat me on the back and hope I don't take her ass to court.
So now I have had to take other factors in before I did what I did today... How are you chillin' in the club if you so broke...? Whether you pay to go or not... I wouldn't go anywhere I knew I frequented knowing I owe you money... Buying me a beer like that's gonna make admends Nope, you still owe me money by the 28th... You have no kids so it's not like I'm taking from them... You don't wanna get a second job, that'll have me paid off between 5-7 weeks... So basically you just want to pay me when you want to, and you don't seem to be in any rush to do so either...Fuck that and Fuck you. (Fuck you.. pay me)
What put the icing on the cake is.. I went out last night with the homegirl... and how about she came up there... not only did she come up there, but didn't say too much of nothing to me? As if she's in the clear or something... I was just looking like
SO- I had & have no remorse for what I did at 9:44 am today... I went right on up to the court house, discussed the situation, showed the proof and evidence, and handled my business. Filed them papers, and she will be getting served like B2K... I will see you in court on the 9th of August. because waiting on you, I'll never get my car fixed. So anyway, this is the kind of sh*t i'm talking about. This is the problem with being nice. You can't be nice to everybody. Oh well...
"This is business.. it ain't personal..."
It Ain't Personal- R. Kelly & Jay-Z

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

The Difference Between A Little Girl and a Grown Woman...

Everyday people opt to take the Blue pill... but you know me.. I am all about the Red... Ain't no sense in lying to folks about anything. Hell, it's no sense in lying to yourself either. If you messed up, you messed up, if you forgot, you forgot, if you got played, you got played. Get over it...




This chick shot me her number like I was going to back down from my position in this WTF situation that some light was shed on about 2 weeks ago... I am a woman about mines, and I called forth some stuff that needed to be clarified. She saw the evidence herself yet is steady trying to take the Blue pill on the scenario... Wanting me to send my photo's to her, as if she didn't see them, worried if homie ringing my line, yet he supposedly calling her every second...What difference does it make child? Be a woman and be honest with yourself... If you want to deal with him.. deal with his ass... Just swallow the red pill, understand you was getting lied to and played, and then carry on with dealing with the bull... Just move on. No matter how many "baby please's" I get hit with I have nothing established with you after a year and some change to want you back after something like this... A woman of integrity would see that. A grown woman would also add the numbers up and ask herself... If Nikki was nobody, why has she been around for 4 years? Why did you bring her up to me when I first met you? Why was you calling her when you was in my company when we met? Why doesn't he have anything to say about this??? PLEASE. Woman up, and deal with it... You got played.



Funny thing is.. this chick had me on her friends list, and she removed me like it was going to hurt my feelings... and apparently felt the need to make it known she "cleaned house"... Why couldn't you just remove me and keep pushing? That would be too womanly I suppose. Either way I thank her for doing that because I was just talking to Liz saying I need to delete her... she did it for me... People always claim to have "cleaned up" house and moved on with things yet, never understand what has to be prim and polished. Your mind ain't right if you're playing with the idea of opting to deal with the same bullsh*t... A lie is a lie... No matter how you find out about it... No matter how it is presented to you... Folks don't bring things to your attention FOR attention, they bring it to your attention for you to open up your eyes and see sh*t for what it is! I hope you smell the BS cookin'... Point is; you know the truth at that point. Just because someone might have lied to you a little more; it doesn't make their friendship, love, or supposed compassion for you any more blatant than the next person... It's still lies. Yet, so many women LOVE the blue pill when it comes to relationships...and that's plain fukkin' sad. You ain't gotta front for me...Your name ain't Pharrell. Woman up- You ain't gotta act like your feelings weren't hurt...Hell, mines was... I even got so ugly about it I told the man he could crash, die and burn in hell for all I cared... I had to ask Lord to forgive me for that.. but when you really love someone; certain things will take you there... Here I had 4 years of history only to find out he was either doing the most.. or this broad was lying to me about being with my supposed "man"... Regardless of which it was, Homeboy had an opportunity to correct this problem months ago. You don't have to try to make your story sound more valid than my evidence, proof, and truth... That is something little girls do. Where is your evidence homegirl...? Right... you don't have any. Just a mouth piece, putting 24's on it doesn't make it any better; fact is lies have been told... You don't have to act hard... No need to scream on the rooftop whatcha feelin' about it... fact is... YOU know the truth about who Nikki is... whether you opt to believe it or not. If you're done with the situation be done with it... and move the heck on. No need to make up things to look good... Nobody looks good in situations like that.



Did I love that man? God knows I did, with all my heart; It hurt like hell to go through this with him of all people... but I would never love him more than I love myself.. nor enough to live a lie. I can be a fool for love... but not a damn fool. I'm going to need some folks to Woman-up in 2007.(Thanks Taressa)



"I ain't never been a silly ho..."



Silly Ho- TLC

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

The 5 Types of Clients.. (For Myra)

Parental Advisory- Explicit Lyrics-




You know as you start getting deep into this client thing some things begin to stick out like sore thumbs... Though the ups are usually what keeps us going.. there is always someone who tries to bring you down no matter what you do. Let me begin by naming off the kinds of clients one can and eventually will encounter as a stylist in training, then on into his or her career...



1. The 'no personality' client- They say nothing, they want nothing... This kind of client usually won't have much input- to what's about to happen to their head. This client is usually boring. But the plus is you get done a hell of a lot faster since they usually only want a shampoo/blow dry.



2. The 'Fun Client'- This type of client usually is willing to try the funky hair color, fun hair styles, and usually is easy going (even if you mess up) They understand life is not perfect...and sometimes neither is hair works.



3. The 'Finnicky' Client- This client can be tricky... one minute they want a cut, the next they don't... When they came in they wanted red, but now they want brown...Or instead of a flat iron can I get shirley temple curls? These are tiring clients. Usually you just want them to get the hell out of your chair when you "expect" them to be out of your chair.



4. The 'Easy Going' Client- These types are hard to come by... They are almost always okay with whatever you let them know needs to be done. They are willing to try something new, and are basically easily satisfied. You will actually look forward to styling this client. However comma.. the odds of getting this type are slim. Treat them right when you get them.



5. The 'BITCH' client- This is an oh-so-special case. You see, the alias of this client is also the 'no matter what you do I won't be happy' client as well. This type will come in negative-sit down negative-try to drag your whole day down with the negativity-and leave negatively (then you're revitalized when they are gone!!!)



So here is a little tale about the bitch we dealt with tonite. Today my friend got a client whom happened to be a BITCH. This bitch wanted her hair flat ironed. Yet this heffa wants to bitch about who is doing her hair because she happens to be mexican. While this young lady set-up and attempted to comb the bitches hair.. do you know this bitch sat there the whole time asking her if she knew what she was doing, and making smart remarks???



So I get called over to assist- and this bitch then commences to talking extra sh*t about the girl who was doing her hair. I let her know it was a learning environment and you cannot pick and choose who you want to comb your hair... When you signed that waiver- you said you understood this was a learning institution, and we are students. Anyway, We only had about an hour and fifteen minutes to flat iron this bitches hair. So the whole time the bitch is feeling her head (as if her hair was relaxed straight to begin with... then when it was done because it was time to go 10 minutes past... I bumped her under what I could...and let that ass go. I didn't straighten as much as I could- I did it like a "student" for Myra! -because she was acting like a bitch to my girl... and then me...



So she's all upset- wants to press her edges by herself but can't, and thinks she's getting a refund and yes my instructor came over and let her know as well.. No refunds...they do what they can- to the best of their ability... And I know Miss G know how I get down... but heeeeey it was time to go. So she's looking like she want to cry- and then starts telling the sob story about her mom coming here and got her hair done and it looked great and this and that... and we're looking like "So?" Asking if she could violate student privacy by going through records to see who did her mama hair... Bitch no you can't & insurance don't cover you burning yourself inside the school after hours- but you can come play russian roulette with your hair again if you like...I am just cracking UP inside because now she's lookin' and feeling all sh*tty- and that's how you made this other young lady feel. I did that for all the young ladies who have had to deal with a never satisfied ass client. *Fucketh You...



Karma's a bitch ain't it- bitch? You paid 21 dollars... & acted like a bitch...so you can leave looking like you paid 21 bucks. Because your 'tude wasn't worth 10 cents. And yes- this is the type of client you could care less about & actually hope NEVER comes back. So in case you couldn't say it.... I will: Fuck that bitch.



(Gracefully borrowed from Sharon) A Conversation I Actually Had:



*Myra pats me on the back after bitch is complaining anyway-



Sharon: Don't worry those kinds of clients are never satisfied.. No matter what you would have done she wouldn't have been happy...



Me: I know... I ain't trippin' off what she talking about... I know I can get down- I just didn't get down on her hair... Shit I don't want her or her attitude coming back in here to bother me or anyone else.



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"MY NAME IS... Shake-zoola... the mic rule-ah... the old skoola.... !!!" ATHF

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Acting A Fool... To Get Results.

You know.. sometimes you just have to act a damn fool to get results. Today in the midst of all the extra nonsense i'm going through, I decided to write a letter to the president of the beauty school I attend-to let her know just how damn disgusted I am by the way things are at the academy. How trifling I thought it was that this school has been remodeled, yet we didn't have any towels that looked like they were worth a damn! I went off about how it makes no sense that the supplies we need we have( like developer, bleach, toner, q-tips, and things that we BASICALLY need...)we have to come out of our pockets for when the school SHOULD BEEN HAD supplied them. I snapped about these ignorant teachers who ask me how to do procedures... Excuse me? Don't you have a license??? I plain went smooth the hell off. What was the result? We are going to be getting new stuff, and the supply condition will get fixed because Nicole will write state board if you don't. That's what the result was. I got a phone call and Ms. Lynell was a kissin' on the booty because she know she don't want that boo-boo hole got into by the board and that school will lose it's accredation on this BS they trying to pull. I payed 12 grand and I need 12 grand worth of sh*t.. So since changes needed was being noted.. I needed one more change while I was on a roll, and had her, the head manager, and head teacher on the phone... I asked why in the hell is it I am at a zero balance, done with my minimum requirements, theory hours, and things outside of mock board and I am being held at the stagnate attendance pace of 25 hours per week for my last 400 hours? Why can I not attend the 35-40 maximum hours a week permitted so I can get the fuck on??? I decided to go for the gusto and asked that question, while obviously pissed and the result...? I can come in early. With that in place I'll be graduating in 10 weeks instead of 16.(Sorry Robin...I gots-ta go) They prolly just wanna get rid of my ass though... Like let's hurry up and get this bitch up out of here before she cause any more ruckus. My ass will cause a movement, and a riot up in that muthafukka. Screw that.. people pay entirely too much money to deal with this kind of crap. I was actually getting heated, and hyped up while writing the letter... So I knew I needed to make it an impact-filled one. Sharon, I know we should have done this before you left.. but hey, this was for not only me, but the new booty's.. and the future new booty's. Bay Vista going to need a picture section called "Pioneers of Change" and my picture will be up there.. sitting in a big wicker chair.. or maybe the one with the glass and rose on the side... and my face in it... Lookin' all dignified and sh*t.

Monday, July 9, 2007

The Saga Continues...

So what does the heffa do??? Exactly what I knew she would. Had her ass up in the club... Yep, like she ain't got nobody to pay. *smh* See this is why I feel no remorse for what I did. For what reason do I need to have a little mercy on you for again...? Please, it isn't happening, you're completely disregarding the look of broke-ness. You are also trying my intelligence, and disrespekkin' me by coming up in there lying like you so in the hole and can't pay nothing... yet you can find the time to actually be concerned about going to the club? I mean I am all for a good time, but when I am SERIOUSLY that broke, the club is the last thing on my mind. Then again, maybe that's why she comes in those 7th rate outfits. Anyway, she comes up in there with her other little girl friend... now mind you she(the other girl) speaks to me, but yet ol' girl can't seem to even make eye contact. She seems like she wanna stand where my other homegirl is, but realize I'm there too, and I ain't finta move neither. So she move up and keep talking with her friend.. and says not a word to me.. not that I care anyway... I was busy dancing with my club boyfriend So what puts whipped cream and a cherry on top of the evening? Well it's the last song, and it's time for folks to make their way to the exit... So me the homegirl and of course everyone else start walking up the stairs and we get near the area where my friend had to walk to get to her vehicle and what does the "silly ho" wanna do? She gone sit up and ask my homegirl... "Are you going to come with me to court on the 8th of August?" She makes light of it and tells her yeah- uh huh, and she keeps on talking about, "I gotta be there at 10:45..." Looking all stupid and drunk apparently... So my friend says to me... "Let's go the other way because she acting really stupid, and it ain't even all that serious. She just called me the other day and claimed she understood why you did what you did.." I simply said.. "Girl ain't nobody studying her..." So I'm laughing because first of all dumbass, it's the 9th of August, so have your ass there on the correct day, and secondly, what does she need to assist you there for? YOU are the one who owes money, not her. I just laughed... and walked away. However I guess she sipped a little too much liquid courage while she was trying to act like she was "scaring" someone, and wanted to do something. Niks stay on her toes, and I was already sobered up, so if we would have had to take it there, which I know she was not ready for- believe I would have been ready. I think the fact that I came right on up to the spot, and acted like it was still whatever pissed her off. Like yep- I filed the papers, and??? B*tch you betta have my money... and besides whatchagonedo? Nothing, because if you was feeling that froggish about it you would have leaped. Bitches that that are poor excuses for women, AKA sorry. She is entirely too old to be acting like that. Sweetie...You do not pump kool-aid through my veins, let alone fear. Keep yapping that mess all the way to the courthouse...'Cause I certainly will see you there at 10:45am sharp on the 9th of August. Good Night folks!!!








"What you wanna do, n*gga? (Nothin')

What you tryin to do, n*gga? (Nothin')

What you wanna do, n*gga? (Nothin')"-



Nothin'- N.O.R.E

Saturday, July 7, 2007

Pass The Broom...

So that child can sweep her cracked face up off the floor! Apparently she didn't think I had the nuts to file papers on her ass in the court. She must have gotten served on either Thursday or Friday, because she's been calling everyone who speaks to me, pissed off, saying how she thinks that is fu*ked up and she can't believe I did that. Well I can't believe you didn't have any of the money.. so look at that! Funny thing is while she's calling these people talking mucho grande sh*t; she acts like they ain't going to tell me what she said.




Individual number 1 says she said: "I thought she was okay with me paying her in September.. she said okay"- First of all, when did Nikki insinuate that she would wait 3 more months for you to turn around and say you still don't have it? Exactly, I didn't... Me saying okay prior to hanging up on you, is not a precursor to me being okay with you not having my money or trying to get it until September! You were loud talking and I don't have to tolerate that kind of behavior from a 31 year old woman who owes ME money. I said Okay while you were talking excessively loud, and hung up... As in Okay- I will do what I gotta do.



"She could have told me she was going to do that..."- Does the bank tell you they are going to repo your car if you don't pay them? Hell no, you knew that was a possibility when you signed a promissary note. Dummy. Why should I give you the courtesy anyway? Much sh*t as you talked, then got the nerve to act like I'm wrong for wanting my money like yesterday, when I have been more than nice about the WHOLE situation? B*tch please. You betta get on the good foot like James Brown, and find a way like Tribe Called Quest to get my money.



Individual Number 2 says she said: " She was acting all trifling at the club not speaking to me so I knew she was gonna do something anyway"- Second of all trick... I hadn't even filed papers on you when I wasn't speaking to you in the club. I was simply confirming that I was going to.... Since you can kick it in the club, get your hair done, and bullshyt... Who in the hell are you to speak to anyway? As a matter of fact, you needed to be doing the speaking about how you was going to get my stuff, while you're worried about what I hadn't even got around to do yet. I don't owe you sh*t... Not a smile, not a wave, not a blink. not a glance, not a nod- hell, not even a second thought! The last time I checked, you had backed up into me, given more than enough time to come correct, and now you're bitching because I took action??? *smh* How many ways must you be reminded, that you owe me?



"I could be trifling and just not pay her..." - Is that right? And find a warrant on your ass and a garnishment of your wages broad. So now I am glad I filed them papers because now I know what type of hoe I'm dealing with. I'm dealing with a trifling, no moral having, un-ladylike, drunk, broke azz hoe; who refuses to accept the cards she dealt herself, and now wants everyone (who apparently ain't) to join her in this pity party she keep trying to throw herself. You did the crime, and now it's time to pay the piper. Now all she needs handle that, the rest of the yip-yap is irrelevant, and we don't ever need to talk again(not that I want to anyway) once it is said done and the court makes a decision. She is entirely too trifling for my taste. Funny thing is.. from what I hear, even her dude told her she dead wrong.Now how about that?



You all wanna know the funny thing? When I initially went to the court to file the papers, the legal advisory guy broke it down to how with that promissary note alone, I could have her getting her license suspended, and run her azz in the ground. And yet to think, I was being nice.. simply saying I just want my money to fix my bumper. Now that I know what kind of person she is.. I should have been spiteful and hooked her up with the green light special... But that's not ladylike... Anyhow, I cannot believe this low-budget ass broad. *smh* She can't be serious. You might see me in the streets but shawty you don't know me...



"Girl you better gimme that money.. Whoo!!!"



- Got Your Money- ODB

Monday, July 2, 2007

The Problem With Being Nice...

The problem with being nice is.. you simply cannot be nice to everybody. Let me give you the run down. About a month and a half ago, a female I know through a mutual homegirl backed up into my bumper because she was not looking before she backed up(drinking mind you) ... Thank goodness I knew her/where she lived and things, because she sholl tried to pull off like it didn't happen. Claiming she thought it was one of the guys she was talking to... Anyway, she's crying and praying to Bejeezus I didn't call the police, her insurance company, and that she'll pay me the money to get it fixed... Just in so many words not to "turn her ass in". So being that I know this chicks info, and all that I considered her situation as well, and told her she needs to pay me what it's going to cost to get it fixed in a reasonable amount of time. She agreed to do just that. So as someone who watches too many judge shows, I know better than to only take someones word and walk... I have seen one too many people get screwed out of what was owed simply because they didn't have nothing on paper. So I said I'll be damned if that's me again... especially after the my car got stolen situation. I went home and the next day typed up a letter basically stating that she was aware that she is at fault for the damage to my vehicle, I gave her an estimate of what it costs to fix it, and she'll have been had my pay to me by a NLT date... with a name and signature. So she puts herself in the position to say June 14th half then and no later than June 28th for the rest. Being that she didn't contest to signing it or anything I kinda figured, maybe...just maybe she's a woman of her word; but better safe than sorry. So I made no more mention of it because you claim to be a person of integrity...and that was May 14th. So, mind you in the meanwhile she wanting me to hang out with her, pick her up because now she knows she don't need to be drinking and driving, and things... I didn't have an issue with it, because I'd rather you get a ride than lose your license, car, or life... for doing something as dumb as getting behind the wheel knowing you're twisted. So the 14th of June comes, and what does she do? She calls me to tell me she doesn't have ANYTHING. Not even 25 bucks. So she's apologizing and asking if I can wait until September? I basically said excuse me.. who do I look like? Foo-Foo the Fool? If you ain't even came up with half, not even a quarter of what you owe me, what the hell do I look like waiting a few more months for you to tell me you still don't have it??? Then you'll want me to wait until December? I said, well we tried to do it your way, which was pay me, you have nothing- so I am saying you need to come up with before September...something can be 100 here and there and 50, but we can keep track... So she start going into how much debt she's in and this and that... but I'm un-sympathetic at this point, because first she trying to talk to me like I'm not a vet with fast talk. If you got money to go get your hair braided which out here is like 150-180 dollars, hang out and drink up in the club, then you can come up with my money to get my car which JUST got fixed not too long ago, back in the condition it was before you backed your drunk ass up into it. Trust me had I called the police at that time you'd be paying more like 10 G's, with no car, or license after the fact- opposed to 700... So it'd behoove you to come up with my money... Now I'm feeling like a pimp and I gotta brush my shoulders off. So then the conversation starts turning stupid, because she wants to try to make irrelevant factors part of the equation... I wouldn't have gotten behind me if I knew I was drunk... Well it could have been anybody behind you- you are supposed to look before you back up. Again this conversation is getting dumb- again you need to find some kind of way to pay me my money back before the 28th... So she asks why it costs so much like I didn't give her an estimate. She's too busy being overly concerned with why it costs so much because the car is a '94... I'm like it doesn't matter what the year of the car is... that is how much it costs... have you seen how much it costs to fix a '64 Impala??? That's just how much it costs and you need to come up with it. So she says, "Well I'm just saying I don't see why it costs so much" and I told her look at the estimate and you'll see why... again this is starting to get dumb. I don't owe you and explaination of why it costs anything, but to help you put the pieces together where that estimate came from is the same place my car just came from after it was recovered form being stolen... So I ain't taking my car to Julio or TJ to get fixed, it's going back to the same place it just came from... again you need to come up with that 7 hun... " So she start getting really ignorant... talking about "Well I didn't say you had to explain, but there ain't no reason to get mad, I mean if you not woman enough to just tell me you're mad, fine.. again I just was asking and telling you I think it's too expensive.." SO I put it to her ass plain and simple... I really don't care what your opinion is...and know you're not sitting up here questioning what I'm woman enough to do... I don't owe you anything... not a dime nor an explaination but you're pissing me off talking sh*t like I put you in your situation. You put yourself there, so you need to be woman enough to own up to what you did, and get my money..." and I hung up on her ass.
So what I think she was doing and thinking was she had talked to someone and they must have thought it was too much, and they hyped her brain up to think I'm gonna back down... and I also think she thought if we had a fall out she'd be off the hook. No bitch no, now I'm really serious about getting my money from you. Mind you that same evening she must have came down off Dumb Cloud 13 and left this long winded message about trying to have something by Sept. again (like I said that was okay) and she apologize for being on the ignorant ealier.. and I disregarded it for what it was.. A sorry attempt to pat me on the back and hope I don't take her ass to court.
So now I have had to take other factors in before I did what I did today... How are you chillin' in the club if you so broke...? Whether you pay to go or not... I wouldn't go anywhere I knew I frequented knowing I owe you money... Buying me a beer like that's gonna make admends Nope, you still owe me money by the 28th... You have no kids so it's not like I'm taking from them... You don't wanna get a second job, that'll have me paid off between 5-7 weeks... So basically you just want to pay me when you want to, and you don't seem to be in any rush to do so either...Fuck that and Fuck you. (Fuck you.. pay me)
What put the icing on the cake is.. I went out last night with the homegirl... and how about she came up there... not only did she come up there, but didn't say too much of nothing to me? As if she's in the clear or something... I was just looking like
SO- I had & have no remorse for what I did at 9:44 am today... I went right on up to the court house, discussed the situation, showed the proof and evidence, and handled my business. Filed them papers, and she will be getting served like B2K... I will see you in court on the 9th of August. because waiting on you, I'll never get my car fixed. So anyway, this is the kind of sh*t i'm talking about. This is the problem with being nice. You can't be nice to everybody. Oh well...
"This is business.. it ain't personal..."
It Ain't Personal- R. Kelly & Jay-Z

Saturday, June 2, 2007

The Problem With Minimum Wage...

As a lot of you know I am currently working part time to pay my bills, as my rent is paid anyway. I am at a job where they want you do do a lot of work for a little bit of pay... AKA a minumum wage job. They want you to hustle, move quick, zippity-do-dah, do this that, and that too all day, while paying you $7.50 and expect you to keep a smile on your face and be kosher with it. Mutha-fukka please, when I am done at the end of the day, this shit don't even cover my light bill. You're asking someone who is used to getting paid 20+ an hour technically to sit and do "nothing"- to do what? Actually bust a sweat? Work for real? Shit- you hired the wrong one. I do what I was told I was hired to do(put shit back), and that's it. Some of you are probably asking well why don't you get on of those jobs again? Well, as you may know sending a resume and for real job hunting take a lot of research and work. Then after you submit a resume, you play the game called "waiting" and until then, you've got to do something. Which is why I am in school so I don't have to look for nothing but clientele... nobody will determine what I am payed but me. Meaning, you need to and already should know that Nikki would never want to make a place like a grocery store a lifetime career. If you thought so.. please remove yourself off my friends list, and I will certainly remove myself from yours. Hells-naw.

So anyway back to the issue with it I have. Now today I was trying to have a decent day- as I have yet to go a full week without missing a day simply because "I do not feel like being there"... So I am putting things away and I handed a co-worker who is cool something that needed to be placed on his side, and as usual he has no issue... took them, but this other fool gonna sit there and say to him- "You need to make sure they put it back themselves, so they learn where things are..."

I turned around and said,"Excuse me?"

He says, "You need to put it back... Because you need to know where it's at."

I said (yes I did...), " First of all, if you got something to say about what I'm doing, you say it to me. I know where the hell it goes. Secondly, I have a cart full of sh*t to put back- with no help- So, if he had a problem or an issue with me handing him those damn lemons that he would have said it. That is a grown ass man."

So of course he wants to attempt to make sense of what he's saying.. "Well you have to make sure you know where it goes.."

I said, " I know where it goes, I gave him the bag because he don't mind putting them back if I give it to him... if he had a problem putting it back, he's a grown man, I am sure he would let me know if there was a problem. Don't mess with me. Today is not the day." So I went to put some other stuff away and had to come right back to that area, at that point I could have cared less if I got fired on the spot. That is how heated I got about him saying something that petty to me on this Saturday...I commenced to let his ass know something else- I said, "I ain't none of these 16 years old kids up in here... I don't know who in the hell you think you're talking to.. but I am not the one. I am a 25 year old fucking woman- with a child. This job ain't paying me that much to be going through all that, and this "job" ain't that serious to me neither. Got me and the game twisted." and walked the hell off. Bet he ain't say nothing else to me all day, and I meant every word of it. He had to pick his face up off the floor, and get the chips from the crack up. He thought he was telling someone else something, and instead got TOLD. Can we say embarrassed?

So this same day, I am done doing what I had to do, and what do they want to do? Make busy work... talking about can I check for trash? Whoever is doing carts is supposed to be doing that sh*t... They don't jump up and go through all these fucking go-backs and help me do my damn job. I ain't about to pull out 50 carts looking for nothing- if there is nothing for me to do.. I will clock out and GO HOME. Why don't they understand that this job is not that serious to me? Boy, they better pray LaQuanda don't hire me for this assistant position.. because if she only need 2, 8 hour days.. I am AUDI 5000. That's more hours and prolly more pay anyway.

So, that's how I feel about a low paying job. Fuck 'em. When you're getting paid correctly, you're probably a lot more likely to bite your tongue on things...however comma this ain't that job. On that note- I'm about to go eat. Hell-to-the-naw.

"Get the Fuck Back..."

Ludacris- Move Bitch

Monday, May 21, 2007

Have You Whipped Your Kid's Ass Today???

You know I am not an advocate of child abuse or beatings for no reason... But I am an advocate for a good ass whipping when necessary. I can't even begin to tell you how many times I have ran across folks with children who plain need a good ass kicking to straighten them out. People come up with these bullsh*t excuses about whipping your children... Oh that'll stunt their growth.. they will be unsociable if you do not let them do what they want. I got my ass beat and turned out fine. I knew better than to go to someone's home and climb all over their furniture like I didn't have no damn sense... I knew when to sit my ass down somewhere, I knew better than to touch something that didn't belong to me without permission, and you better believe I knew to keep my ass out of grown folks conversation... I have a few examples of acts that let others know that THIS kid doesn't get ass whippings at home...




1) Cutting a fool in public. Now there was two things I wasn't going to do while my mama was in public. Piss on myself and throw a fit (Cut a fool) in public. That was like asking for a butt tappin'. You done embarrassed her in public, and still didn't get what you wanted. Tsk tsk.



2) Talking to adults like you pay bills. There were 2 things you were told to do when you were the only child in a room full of adults. 1. Shut-up, and 2. don't speak unless spoken to. Now I am not saying a child shouldn't be able to speak.. oh no... talk if you can, but talking crazy is an indication of the infamous ass whipping not being administered at home. Children should know their place, and know when to shut what we call 'the fuck up'. If you pay no bills- contribute nothing to the household, but another mouth to feed- THEN you need to be quiet when adults are conversing and the conversees (I just made a word up) didn't ask for your input. Some kids seriously don't know when to quit. Apparently this is because they cross this line with their parents constantly and ain't never had no consequences to pay like being popped in the lips so hard they sting for 3 weeks.



The side note to this one is the parents who kill me acting like their kids know better If they knew better they wouldn't have done it... They get away with it all the time with your non-diciplining ass. Your name ain't Pharell- so don't front.



3)Touching sh*t. My mama and other folks used to tell me If you can't pay for it if you break- it don't touch it. That was some golden advice and pretty self explainatory. Why is it parents have a hard time explaining this to their children today?



Either way these are just some basic things I find VERY annoying in other folks kids. Well what about my daughter- you ask??? She does none of the above because she knows that ass can and will get tapped. She may not be here with me now, but when she's home you better believe she knows what's up. She knows Mama don't take no mess, and mama ain't going for the bull she may wanna try to pull. When my child trys to act like she's someone elses child, I let her know immediately and on the spot she better put that problem back where she picked it up from. I don't play with children because I am not a child. Fun and games is what it is, but otherwise a child should know at all times when to STOP. It shouldn't take talking nicely.. bribery.. or threats for them to understand that 'no' means no.. do not touch that means just that.. and 'you better watch who the hell you're talking to means watch your damn mouth. However comma I am going to blame the parents as well... you need to get on your J-O. Kids think they run something because you're not running your damn household with some order and/or authority. If scaring the bejeezus out of your kids makes them act right- then so be it. Kids have no place acting stupid in public- telling you what the hell they ain't gonna do- nor talking to other adults like they are in their age range. Then want to look at me crazy when I check your child- or call your child "BAD". Get on your job as a parent and raise them bebe azz kids.. Half the stuff I see these kids get away with today- I'd be in a cast layed up somewhere, and the police wouldn't give a fuck. *smh* Todays society is sad, and we wonder why these bad ass kids have no respect for anyone, or anything- even themselves. Sick-sad-shame...



So.. I say to you... Help save society and whip an ass. Goodness knows a lot of them need one!!!



Added May 25th Classic saying:



I'll beat you like your mama need to... or I'll beat you like your mama won't.

Sunday, May 20, 2007

Please STFU... Vol..2

You want to know what kind of person absolutely gets on my nerves? The type that SERIOUSLY thinks that their opinion is the only one that is valid- therefore, has to be the only one that matters. I just really can't stand when people are talking and everyone else is happy or excited about something and that one person just has to come and attempt to piss on their parade by saying something stupid or off-color. They do this just because they don't have anything in the range positive, to contribute. These are usually people who are insecure, or never really have anything positive going for themselves so they feel that they need to drag your day down too. However comma, Nikki's got news for you... regardless of what you think I walk on toilet tissue, because I'm the sh*t. If I don't feel that way about me.. who else will??? Nothing you think nor say will dampen my day, nor get me in such a petty mood that I feel the need to spoil someone elses day. That's just pitiful... I really can't stand when they swear to Goodness that they are the expert of something, and if you don't do it the way THEY think it should be done.. it won't be as good. There are times I want to say Who in the fu*k died and made you 'King/Queen of what's best'? I really wish folks like that would go somewhere and get a life. Find a pot to piss on, or plain stay the hell away from me, and others topics of discussion unless you have something nice, positive, or funny to contribute. Please back the fu*k up.. and off. Or how about a nice warm mug of shut the fu*k up? huh? Yeah.. sip it slowly.. it'll keep you quiet longer. *smh*




"Fu*k 'em... Fu*k 'em"- Martin Lawrence

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Things I Have Learned About Life...

Here are a few things I have learned about me over the past few months... even though some are not new to me at all.. It's become more BLATANT.




1. Old people can be really big assholes sometimes. Though the majority of the time they are sweet. This lady thought I was the one with the vision issue when she asked how much something costs because she thought it was 29 cents... Man do you know I had to walk her old ass over to the spot and SHOW her upclose and personally... that NO-it's a buck fifty nine. She got all sh*tty about it and was like "Well I guess i'm gonna have to get my money back!"... I was looking like... So The Fuck what... Do I look like I care if you buy that or not? Uh No.



2. I have a very low tolerance for stupidity. There has been a slew of stupid things happening in my life lately... and I had to realize life itself sometimes just gets stupid.



3. Nothing ever goes how it should go. My brakes were squeaking when I was drivng. So praying with fingers crossed.. hoping it would only cost me 200-250...to replace it and just do what needs to be done... what do I have to pay? 560 got-damn dollars! Rotors had cracks in them, and it was pointless to try and resurface them. So I had to pay for that out my ass.



4. Some days I am seriously just TIRED. These are the days that I don't want to talk. I have nothing much to say... and I don't wanna talk about it. I'm just tired. Some people act like you don't have a right to just be tired sometimes. It has to be contributing factors... or a REASON why you're tired... You know with all the pressures one has to deal with in life.. plus work..plus school.. plus bills. etc etc you just get tired, and all you want is a little peace. Let me have my peace when I need it that's all I'm sayin'.



5. No matter how much you pout about stuff It don't matter... It will happen when it's supposed to. I have done a lot of ranting and raving about certain things, but one thing I have learned to do in life is just chill. When you kick back and let stuff flow the way it's supposed to.. it goes by so much easier. What's meant to happen will- in it's own time.



6. Being pissed/bitter/upset doesn't change anything. You've got to change the attitude...There are lessons in life to be learned... And sometimes that learning is not from a distance, but from live up-close interaction. Let life show you what it's got to show you. Do not be pissed off at it. Don't be bitter about it. Take what is supposed to be taught- as you will now have the tools to make better/wiser choices later. As for self.. I am learning to manage my money better- God knows I should have while I was in the service, but hey it is what it is.. some people don't learn how at 40. Some are learning it's not the men who approach her that make them "dogs"... It's her ALLOWING them to approach her. Listen closely because this is golden... Life will beat you over the head with a lesson until it is learned. Ever notice how many people are stuck in the same rut going through the same thing over and over- then got the nerve to complain about it??? You can keep doing the same thing expecting different results. (think about it)


Of course I have more pearls to share.. but will do that at a later time... until then.


"Living my life like it's golden.. Living my life like it's golden..."- Golden- Jill Scott



P.S. Happy Mothers Day folks.

Saturday, March 10, 2007

I'm Going To Need...

Ok... It's time for the funny shyt...




I'm going to need people to stop coming in the beauty school smelling like a bowl of goat azz, piss, and chit'lins...STOP! Go DIRECTLY to the bath... do not pass GO, do not collect perfume to mix with your stench. I have to stand over you and your funkdafied fumes the entire time (usually 1.5 to 2/3 hours) fighting bouts of regurgitation, while possibly passing out over you... As we used to say... SHIPMATE... YOU ARE WRONG!!! I might get an irresistible urge to spray your smelly ass with the water at the shampoo bowl, dump some ENJOY-™ on your stankin' azz, and ask you to lather up before continuing the service. This is an establishment where people are learning to deal with the general public. Take it one offense at a time please.... but damn, coming in funky- is just beyond wrong. Don't have the next person or me thinking that the general public is a bunch of nasty-non-ass-washin' people...Take you and your nasty habits home, and get clean before coming out in public... Thank you... It would be greatly appreciated.



I'm going to need people with hair that is 2 inches total not to come in asking for these buckwild styles...Ponytails and things that require you to have hair in the first place to even get. Then demand and expect it to look like they paid full price for it... STOP it!!! What part of School did you not understand... S-C-H or O-O-L? or was it spelled too "correctly" for your slow ass? OK: This is a SKOOL. Do I look like Mickey Mouse? Does it look like I have a wizard cap on my head? No, I don't... so stop looking for, demanding, and expecting Fantasia 2007 results. 'Cuz it ain't going to happen baldy-locks.



I'm going to need people to quit being so damn cheap... I have seen countless students slave over people's heads, doing damn good jobs, and hell- even if they didn't; they still took the time to try and work on your megadome-ass head. Yeah, I said it... you cheap muthafukka. If you're at a beauty school playing russian roulette with your hair, getting it done for your wedding day...Your ass is cheap. (that was just a joke example folks) Anyway on to the point... You're only paying a quarter to half (if that) of the price you would pay if you went to a "real salon" & you have the nerve not to tip folks?!?!?! They say, "You shouldn't expect a tip" & Maybe they are right, but hell, I agree with my classmate; I kinda do expect one. I am standing on my feet for hours at a time, mixin' and matchin', burning my fingers, slaving over a stove (sometimes literally) to make sure you walk away lookin' good... and you can't even drop me enough to get me a .75¢ soda, to quench my thirst from standing up, working through my 20 minute lunch-mind you, working on your big ass head??? Wow!!! Some people are very inconsiderate. Naaa... scratch that... some people are just fukked up. Half of these muggs could tip you 10 bucks and still come out cheaper than at a regular shop... Yeah, I know... it's the thankless profession I chose...but when it's said and done, my prices will include the tip. So I won't feel so bad about being on my feet etc etc... And not being tipped, because I will get my money regardless... So- Take that!



I'm going to need people to quit coming in there asking for "cold waves" AKA Jheri curls. That is so not sexy. First off, it smells like doo-doo when you put the stuff in your hair, then afterwards... you have to walk around with your SOUL GLO moisturizer 'til it's time for a retouch. It's even more annoying when someone (usually some old lady) with 3 strands of hair wants one. LADY- please don't do this to yourself... I can see your scalp already... I see your thoughts and all... the last thing you need, is a hairdo that is going to make your hair all the more transparent. Yeah I know I'm going to hell for that... but you're going with me for laughing. HA!



I'm going to need the teachers to be looking at some of these folk's feet before trying to assign a student to do these critters. I understand it's cheaper to come to a beauty school and get your tootsies done... but damn, that's just cruel to bring your feet in to a school, looking like they been ran over 25 times by a Tonka Truck™... wanting a student- who is just learning how to do a regular pedicure- to do your feet. Then got the nerve to get offended when they put gloves on... A lot of these feet that be coming through the school need to see the hands of a PODIATRIST- not a student!!! If your feet have any of the soon to be named, you need to go to a regular shop or carry your nasty-footed ass to the foot doctor. Corns, flaking feet, black toenails, gargoyle toes... Anything that would make a pimp look at you like this ----> when you wear open toe sandals, need-not be in a beauty school. Maybe the next time they do that the person should just say, "Eeeeew! I can't touch those!!! Sorry lady, you need to see a doctor." and walk off. I bet they'll come correct the next time they walk into a beauty school.



Finally, I'm going to need people to understand that what I say is purely for entertainment sometimes... Of course there is always some truth in what I say. I just keep it real about the BS... These are the thoughts I have going through my head a lot and sometimes I like to get it off. So if you no like... You no buy.



Good-Day folks...



"Each day gets better... I just can't leave her no..."



Each Day Gets Better- John Legend

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Ma'am.. It's A Beauty School...

You know what absolutely works the little nerve in the back of my head? When people come to the beauty college expecting professional results. I mean come on... What part of school didn't you understand? Or maybe that little waiver at the bottom of the service slip stating that it's a learning institution wasn't enough? This lady came in today talking about she needed a relaxer retouch, and flat iron and to be out of there by 8 pm. Mind you she didn't get started until about 5:45pm... It wasn't my client but you know I will just say the individual who was assigned this task, wasn't going to be moving like that. In the end she ended up having to just pull it in a ponytail with lots of gel... because she had somewhere to go. Oh well... Now as for myself... I got an older lady in her 50's... pretty decent person- Got the majority of her sense... but a little too damn picky to be at a school trying to get professional results. So she wanted an updo for a wedding she had to attend tomorrow. Now ever since Ms. Gayle showed me the extra gravy, I been able to and can do a pretty fly french roll... I ain't never said I was the greatest because hey.. I'm still in school. But she got a french roll with spiral curls at the crown... This style came out pretty damn nice, and I am not just saying it to say it. Mind you she had no relaxer... then, she didn't want the stuffing to make the roll full... also keep in mind also that gray hair is really resistant... BUT I still made it do what it do... Ms. Gayle even came thru and ensured it was the best it was gonna be... So what does she do? She want to complain talking about she's not impressed with how the curls will stay, saying they may not stay and she wants them really tight... as if she had sat under a dryer Lady, you are getting thermal curls... They are not going to last like a wet set would. Hell, if you really want to keep it real... You're walking out of here with a $65.00 hairstyle, that looks like you paid the $65.00-But you only had to pay $25.00...Because it's just a school!!! I could have done a half assed job on her head, and charged to to the "it's a school" excuse -game, but I made sure her stuff was on point and lookin' fly....And she still got the audacity to complain??? So I let her know the most I can do is curl it and pin curl them up so you can take them down when you're about to go tomorrow. Even there still that's supposed to cost extra. All I am supposed to do is curl it and then you can pin it up yourself at home. So she's satisfied with that... Then wants to be taking all my fridays up coming in every friday to get her hair done; Now, I don't have a problem with that, but I don't want to hear fussing and bitching every time she come in. Like.. oh make sure you press that, or it's sticking up here.... CHICK- I see the shit... let me do my job thank you. If you want super-professional results carry yourself to Hair Undergroud right up the way, Nina will hook you up... or Hair Ballers 'round the corner..LaQuanda is the shiznit at this...




Now a moment for some comic relief... How about the other day this lady came in to get a ponytail put on her head and when she walked in I looked right past her because her hair was so short... I thought she was coming in for someone to curl it up. But she had her hair ready and was ready; like.. I have an appointment to get the ponytail... I just busted up laughing all in that womans face. But she was so sincere about this ponytail... So the lady sits in my chair, and her hair length is all of an inch around her whole head and she had the nerve to want a damn ponytail. So as I am there shampooing this lady's head, I am praying to myself, and wondering just how in the hell I am gonna pull this sh*t off. So I take her back to my station.. blow dry her hair and commence to trying to get this hair in a "ony-tail" to make it into a ponytail. So she started trying to show me how she does it talking about "You gotta gather all this stuff up, and pull it tight" I'm thinking to myself HAHAHAHAH- ALL THIS STUFF? CHICK, DO YOU NOT SEE THAT YOU AIN'T GOT NO HAIR!?!?!" So I am struggling trying to gather these flowing locks, while fighting bouts of laughter, and put them in this rubber band, and the rubberband is just slipping and sliding and saying 'oh hell no.' So I finally get the nublet to stay put by sneaking up on it yelling 'GOTCHA!" and tying the rubberband ultra-fast. Then, I had to slick the hell out of the rest of the hair to make it look like it all went up in this ponytail. So next comes the great trick of getting the track to stay on this little anchor. She want to complain about the pins sticking her.. I'm like this has to stay! Sorry, but we gotta get this in here... and after about four attempts and it coming off, I finally got it to stay put, though I know that track was holding on for dear life... I flat ironed her ponytail, and put some waterfalls in it, and it turned out just fine... but only we know the struggle I had to endure getting it to stay... Everyone and they mama kept asking how I did it because they saw that little gist of a ponytail I had to start with. It looked similar to a 6 month old's ponytail. That day Ms.Gayle dubbed me "Not only a beautician, but a magician" She also dropped a few pointers on the next time someone with 3 strands of hair comes in wanting a ponytail- how to make a bigger stump and everything. If I didn't know how to do a ponytail then, I sure do now, and definitely got some comic relief on the way out. JEEZUS!



"I got's to breathe... PLEASE, back up off of me"



Please- Toni Braxton