verbaltelekinesis
LWO Joint Chief
It was a success in terms of no drama
BUT...
I was in my mid 20's working for a very well known credit card company. So this new snowbunny transfers to my department and I proceed to pay her no mind, at this point white girls ain't even on my radar. So one day she planned an outing for happy hour after work and invited people from our department and some other departments around us. She came over and told me the plan for the night and when I found out this thick sista I wanted was coming, I decided to go myself. So I get there and surprisingly a lot of people actually show up. We having a good time, drinking, talking etc...I find Thicky Minaj and start putting my bid in and ya boy is winning. I slide to the bar to get her a drink and as I'm there, snowbunny pulls up and asks if only black girls get drinks from me. *OHHHHH* So I say, 'past history would make it seem so' and shrugged. Without missing a beat, she responded, 'then I need to be black for the night'. shyt just got real interesting. I went back over to Thicky and took the temperature about possible further discussions on her love seat, NOPE! So I took her number and went upstairs to the balcony and waived Snow up about 5 minutes later. Within 2 sentences, TWO, she says she's ready to leave and asks if I wanna come over to her place and that her name is Keisha the rest if the night. Can't front, I laughed. So I follow her over to her crib and she pours some wine and we just shooting the shyt. I guess she was passed the preliminaries and unzipped her skirt and waved into the bedroom. We did what adults do and we did it WELL!
But here's where things go left..
The next morning she gets up to goto work, but I don't have to go in until later so she says just hop the balcony(1st floor) and lock the front door, cool! So I go back to sleep. About an hour goes by and I get a call from my desk phone at work and I'm thinking it's my homegirl/lead wanting some breakfast or something. I pick up and..
Verbal: hello
Snow: hey sleepy head
Verbal: *thinking oh no* why are you calling me from my desk?
Snow: I was calling to make sure you lock the door before you leave
Verbal: And you had to do it from my desk?
Snow: It smells like you over here, sorry
At this point, I know where this going and I'm not happy. But it gets worse, I hear a voice in the background asking who she was talking to in a way that you could see the person smirking as they asked.
Snow: oh this is verbal, he's at my house. Do you need to talk to him?
MOTHERfukkER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Verbal: bytch, what the fu...
*voice grabs the phone*
Voice: I knew it, I knew it, I knew it.
It's my lead Kim
Kim: Soooooooooooo...
Verbal: FUCCCKKKKK!!!
Kim: You got lost on the way home?
Verbal: Kim, don't let that girl run her mouth today
Kim: Why verbal? You don't want anybody to know or just SOMEBODY?
She knows I got my eyes on Thicky
Verbal *coppin pleas*: don't be like that, we better than that. We homies, help me out here
Kim *laughin*: that's what you get for trying to be sneaky
Verbal: Thicky CAN'T find out about this
Kim: I can't make no promises.
Verbal: Put Snow back on the phone
Snow: Yesss
Verbal: what the fukk is wrong with you? It's like you trying to broadcast my business
Snow: Are you ashamed?
Verbal: I just like keeping people out of my business
At this point, what's about to happen made me think this was all planned.
Snow: oh hey Thicky, did you have fun last night?
Verbal: *hangs up*
BUT...
I was in my mid 20's working for a very well known credit card company. So this new snowbunny transfers to my department and I proceed to pay her no mind, at this point white girls ain't even on my radar. So one day she planned an outing for happy hour after work and invited people from our department and some other departments around us. She came over and told me the plan for the night and when I found out this thick sista I wanted was coming, I decided to go myself. So I get there and surprisingly a lot of people actually show up. We having a good time, drinking, talking etc...I find Thicky Minaj and start putting my bid in and ya boy is winning. I slide to the bar to get her a drink and as I'm there, snowbunny pulls up and asks if only black girls get drinks from me. *OHHHHH* So I say, 'past history would make it seem so' and shrugged. Without missing a beat, she responded, 'then I need to be black for the night'. shyt just got real interesting. I went back over to Thicky and took the temperature about possible further discussions on her love seat, NOPE! So I took her number and went upstairs to the balcony and waived Snow up about 5 minutes later. Within 2 sentences, TWO, she says she's ready to leave and asks if I wanna come over to her place and that her name is Keisha the rest if the night. Can't front, I laughed. So I follow her over to her crib and she pours some wine and we just shooting the shyt. I guess she was passed the preliminaries and unzipped her skirt and waved into the bedroom. We did what adults do and we did it WELL!
But here's where things go left..
The next morning she gets up to goto work, but I don't have to go in until later so she says just hop the balcony(1st floor) and lock the front door, cool! So I go back to sleep. About an hour goes by and I get a call from my desk phone at work and I'm thinking it's my homegirl/lead wanting some breakfast or something. I pick up and..
Verbal: hello
Snow: hey sleepy head
Verbal: *thinking oh no* why are you calling me from my desk?
Snow: I was calling to make sure you lock the door before you leave
Verbal: And you had to do it from my desk?
Snow: It smells like you over here, sorry
At this point, I know where this going and I'm not happy. But it gets worse, I hear a voice in the background asking who she was talking to in a way that you could see the person smirking as they asked.
Snow: oh this is verbal, he's at my house. Do you need to talk to him?
MOTHERfukkER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Verbal: bytch, what the fu...
*voice grabs the phone*
Voice: I knew it, I knew it, I knew it.
It's my lead Kim
Kim: Soooooooooooo...
Verbal: FUCCCKKKKK!!!
Kim: You got lost on the way home?
Verbal: Kim, don't let that girl run her mouth today
Kim: Why verbal? You don't want anybody to know or just SOMEBODY?
She knows I got my eyes on Thicky
Verbal *coppin pleas*: don't be like that, we better than that. We homies, help me out here
Kim *laughin*: that's what you get for trying to be sneaky
Verbal: Thicky CAN'T find out about this
Kim: I can't make no promises.
Verbal: Put Snow back on the phone
Snow: Yesss
Verbal: what the fukk is wrong with you? It's like you trying to broadcast my business
Snow: Are you ashamed?
Verbal: I just like keeping people out of my business
At this point, what's about to happen made me think this was all planned.
Snow: oh hey Thicky, did you have fun last night?
Verbal: *hangs up*