Dead ass...
So, I’m from Chicago and a was working at Carson’s in Orland Park. I was a recovery person, so my job was to just go to department and fold clothes and re-rack shyt. This one day around Mother’s Day they sent me to the men’s department & I LOVED being in the men’s department cause I got to flirt.
I’m re-racking & I look up and I see a dude who looks familiar. I think damn did I go to school with him? Nahhh oh shyt that’s Mike’s son!!! So I walk up behind him and casually call out like ‘hey you.’
He turns around to face me. And i lowly say ‘Umm... you look really familiar. I don’t know if you are Jeff or Marcus but I know you Michael Jordan’s son.’ I don’t want to bring attention to him so I’m tryin to be chill
Turned around nodding taking me in... checking me out.
And I continued ‘Yeah the last me who dates white girls..’
I am standing outside myself looking as I say ‘...white girls..’ like
And literally his face dropped. He turns around and walks out the store.
Yeahhhhhh I don’t know where it would have gone had it gone beyond that. But my mouth is surely to thank for it not going beyond that. I will forever hold an L for not ever being able to bring you first hand mj tales. Although I think back to he may not have even liked me.
but what if he did??!!??