King_Kamala61
TheColi's Favorite Artist
****Long Read****
Dear Journal, (TheColi that give a fukk)
Today I had a deadline I missed as I was waiting on some money to come to me. Which it did (Praise the Loa), and I hit up the FED EX near me. Short trip in a Lyft XL. The Fed EX lady Supe gon tell me...
"Yea we can't we ship ya work in that condition...you need a Box"
I'm like, "Ma'am, I done shipped beacoup work like dis...what's issue?"
She talking bout, "The truck drivers won't take it cause it's all plastic wrapped and gone come off"
I reassured her it wasn't then in true fashion, they try to say Im getting loud. I tell them Im chillin'
I'm like you can't try and play me with that now "I been coming here for 3 yrs in my art career do your thing...I'm coolin? I just need it there by Saturday. I can pay whatever. We good chére. Cool geaux on head then ya hear me?"
Next thing I know they measuring it up and I gave the address for the show...and then I see the worker pop out out a razor blade and decided to cut my painting out of the protective packing.
I lost my shyt right there slightly...bout a 3 out of 10...10 being the police showing up.
All I did was a "Argh Argh! Don't cut my painting out."
The worker pleading like
I said dude," I'm disabled (he tryna make me look aggressive)...and why the Sam hell you touching my packaging, risking damaging for what?"
I told them give my package back, I'm gone to another Fed EX.
I get to FED EX and my card declined...so I hit up my Financial Institution and it's a thick accent person and I got Tinnitus. After I got to shouting at him cause his 2nd language lexicon only allowed him to speak one way, I said, "Please transfer me." I got a cool ass lady on tha line. She seen my account and seen the figures and said the entire verification script.
After they accept the charges for the limit I had overstepped from my art supply pushing P spree.
The lady at the 2nd Fed EX wanted to see my portfolio and all you seen was ol Gal "Young Black and Gifted"
I said, "Wait til you see my new 50 piece coming up!"
I'm back home and now I'm smoking and relaxing. All day has been a test....I know it. And now I'm high...
How dare Fed EX touch my Goddess of WAR!!!!
I was ready to fight over her. Why these normals try to desecrate my baby????
My Goddess
Dear Journal, (TheColi that give a fukk)
Today I had a deadline I missed as I was waiting on some money to come to me. Which it did (Praise the Loa), and I hit up the FED EX near me. Short trip in a Lyft XL. The Fed EX lady Supe gon tell me...
"Yea we can't we ship ya work in that condition...you need a Box"
I'm like, "Ma'am, I done shipped beacoup work like dis...what's issue?"
She talking bout, "The truck drivers won't take it cause it's all plastic wrapped and gone come off"
I reassured her it wasn't then in true fashion, they try to say Im getting loud. I tell them Im chillin'
I'm like you can't try and play me with that now "I been coming here for 3 yrs in my art career do your thing...I'm coolin? I just need it there by Saturday. I can pay whatever. We good chére. Cool geaux on head then ya hear me?"
Next thing I know they measuring it up and I gave the address for the show...and then I see the worker pop out out a razor blade and decided to cut my painting out of the protective packing.
I lost my shyt right there slightly...bout a 3 out of 10...10 being the police showing up.
All I did was a "Argh Argh! Don't cut my painting out."
The worker pleading like
I said dude," I'm disabled (he tryna make me look aggressive)...and why the Sam hell you touching my packaging, risking damaging for what?"
I told them give my package back, I'm gone to another Fed EX.
I get to FED EX and my card declined...so I hit up my Financial Institution and it's a thick accent person and I got Tinnitus. After I got to shouting at him cause his 2nd language lexicon only allowed him to speak one way, I said, "Please transfer me." I got a cool ass lady on tha line. She seen my account and seen the figures and said the entire verification script.
After they accept the charges for the limit I had overstepped from my art supply pushing P spree.
The lady at the 2nd Fed EX wanted to see my portfolio and all you seen was ol Gal "Young Black and Gifted"
I said, "Wait til you see my new 50 piece coming up!"
I'm back home and now I'm smoking and relaxing. All day has been a test....I know it. And now I'm high...
How dare Fed EX touch my Goddess of WAR!!!!
I was ready to fight over her. Why these normals try to desecrate my baby????
My Goddess