Me and honey get to rapping over the phone at nights. Real real cool chick. Real hair. Real money. Real down to earth. A definite rare thing considering all the hood chicks I was messing with.
I am trying to get in good with this chick. She is willing to talk but not ready to go out on any dates. Normally I dont give a fukk. If a chick is not ready to move it along I just stop calling.
But I did not get that vibe from her.
She finally tells me she wants me to come with her to her companies Xmas party at Sawgrass TPC. Very ritzy.
After that we can go out for some drinks.
She tells me . . .
Her - This is very important for me. I will have the opportunity to meet some of the higher ups and rub elbows. So no more mashed potato throwing.
Me - Cmon. I promise not to cause a catastrophe.
I went out and got my suit cleaned. Shined up the shoes. Last thing to do was get my haircut. I had been wolfing and wave capping for a month straight. After this cut and taper I was going to be waving so hard I would need arm floaties to brush my hair.
I go to these filipino cats. Dude has been lining me up for two years. Never a huge line and he takes his time on my head. I call him to tell him I am coming in and he tells me that he is in Vegas with his fiance. They are getting married!
Aw shyt.