The bus

Late for work trying to catch the bus. To the young lady already standing there I ask, actually I hesitate to ask so I can remember which bus comes down this street. Oh that's right the bus is called "The Bus."

Peeking into stranger's cars

On the bus raised above the cars on the highway, its often a habit to glance in the cars passing by. Busy working people scrambling to get to work. The soccer mom darting in ttraffic to pick up her kids. The old man blasting oldies in his new car trying to look cool.

This morning I felt it was worth noting the dark blue car full of kids. Four little ones jammed in the backseat of a compact, one sitting up front. Awww maybe she had twins I think, realizing I had already written this mom off to be another 5-kids-having black welfare mama. I admit it was stereotypical and I resented myself for coming to that conclusion. Then as she rolled her car forward I saw a growing bump emerging from her yellow shirt.

Hmmm hope she was car pooling

Confused

Why are these white people looking at me like they've never seen a Black person in a bookstore before...

DMV

And so I asked, " Where do you work?"
My cousin replied " In the DMV."
"Oh cool, where in the DMV area?"
"No I work at the actual DMV."
"Oh...."

So much for using the area lingo...

Fiction vs. Reality

In Barnes & Nobles, perusing through the aisles. We are so quick to pick up a fictional novel, and for african americans ( and yes I'm generalizing) , some sleezy love or ganster book. When all we need for some fiction is the story of the lives of the people around us. This society is so backwards that we not look for entertainment in movie scripts or the words from authors, just at the airs that are performed by politicians. The ones who lie, cheat, steal, and ironically the blam falls on the good guys. There is nothing like working here in DC that has opened my eyes to the real American we live in.

I know your cold if...

If I'm cold in my sneakers, jeans, sweater, and coat. I know your cold in that mini-skirt, short rain jacket and open toes boots (why? Why do your boots have an opening?).

I don't understand. I know they said it pays to be beautiful, but uhhh phemonia is not a fashion statement.

Why I hate Chris Brown's hair

So I saw this boy on the bus with orange-red hair, and I thought to myself "why?" The minute I realized Chris Brown didn't dye his hair for a part in a movie, I kne I was going to see dozens of little boys changing their hair color too. And I am not against freedom of expression, but I honestly hate fads. Like when are mohawks going out of style... I mean some people look good, but mass grouping of people sporting the same look only works at sporting arenas.

And its not just Chris Brown. I hate the tatted rap artist, basketball players, celebrities, etc. But their fame has already made them money, the other working folks who spend upwards  $70 on their tattoos still need to find and maintain jobs. And having strange designs on your face doesn't make you the best applicant during an interview...

and don't get me started on piercings...