Poor Time Management

The majority of people that I know are bad with time. Often, they are trying to perform numerous tasks at once and try to fit things into their schedule. This habit has a detrimental effect on timing, situations, and people. I have one friend who is perhaps the worst person when it comes to time management.
I called my friend on Saturday afternoon to ask if he could pick me up from the bus station. He agreed and said "Call me when your almost there." I called him when I was nearby. He explained to me that he would be on his way in a few minutes. Once I got off the bus, I went to McDonalds to escape the cold. As I waited in McDonalds, I notice the manager looking at me as if I do not belong there. I decide to call my friend back to determine how far along he was. He stated, "Yo! I had to wait for my sister to come but I am leaving my house now." Now, I have already been waiting in McDonalds for over half an hour. I am also forced to buy some nasty food from this place so the manager would stop looking at me. After I finish eating, I call him back and he explained that he was getting on the freeway and would be to me in five minutes. After another 15 minutes he arrived and I wanted to kick his ass. Overall, I waited over a hour for this guy. I could have easily called a cab or found another ride. Whats wrong with saying you have prior engagements or other things to do?

Tatle Tale

Why do people tell on each other? Is it because they are unfortunate to be in another person's situation? Well, a few minutes ago I fell victim to a Tattle Teller. I am currently in a computer class that is very boring. It is a two hour class and the time really drags. I would not have been present today but an assignment was due. As I begin to enter the class, I notice the professor is late. Most of the students in the class are running around trying to put together their final assignment. The professor enters during this time but decides to leave and allow the class a chance to get their assignments together. My assignment is already done and I decide to drop it off and leave. I did not want to stay for the long two hours. However, my friend did not have his assignment together and he did not want me to leave. He decides to block the door and wrestle with me to prevent me from leaving. The professor enters the class and now I am forced to stay. Not only am I forced to stay, but he decides to tell the professor that I was trying to sneak out. WHAT KIND OF SHIT IS THAT!!?? Unnecessary!!

Mixing Business with Pleasure

It has been said to all of us at least once in our lifetime; never mix business with pleasure. However, we all now that when somebody says not to do something, we tend to want to find out why we can't. Well, I decided to find out why business and pleasure does not mix. During the summer, I worked at Phillips Seafood Restaurant. If you are not aware, the restaurant industry is all about sex, drugs, and money. Just like the streets. It is not unusual for it to be this way because the majority of restaurant workers have had a troublesome past; being in and out of court and prison for numerous offenses. While working at Phillips, my supervisor developed a crush on me. I usually don't get involved with people that I work with because it is bad business. However, she is cute and I figured that if I played my cards right nothing bad will happen. Unfortunately I was wrong. This woman is three years older than I, but acts like she is in high school. I assumed that older woman knew what they wanted and didn't blab their pesonal business.
Before I go any further with my story, let me tell everyone that I told this woman before we started to see each other that, I have a girlfriend and we been together for going on six years. She did not care about that situatin because she felt all she wanted from me was a friend who she could have sex with. Nothing serious, just a sex buddy. After a few encounters, she starts to get her emotions involved and develops deep feelings for me. Thats cool but I knew where this was going, so I decided to slow down with her and just remain friends without the benefits. After about two weeks of us slowing down, she found out that I acquired a new friend. My new friend was somebody she knew of but she didn't know her personally. Things started going downhill from their. Somehow, both the girls shared phone conversations threathening each other. My supervisor decides to take out frustration on me by giving me a hard time at work. Now I must admit, it is kind of cool having woman fight over you. But at the same time, it was also stupid because both these woman know that I have a girlfriend, and I will never be with them. Whats wrong with this picture?! Two woman fighting over a guy so they can be his side joint, his jump-off, etc. I never heard of that before.
Eventually the problem faded and things settled back to the way it used to be. There was plenty more drama between me and this woman. As stated previously, the restaurant industry is all about sex, drugs, and money. I just explained my situation with the sexual aspect of it. However, I can not explain the drugs and money part because that would be like crucifying myself.
Peace and Love.....G-NIX

The New H.N.I.C.

Mr. Ani, a man from Africa, is my new boss. I just recieved this new job from a friend, who described the basic details of the job to me before I decided to pursue it. I am not going to name the job because I am ashamed of the job title, however I am not ashamed of my duties. Every morning I have a routine that I do at work. It never changes. But on Friday, Mr. Ani, wanted me to do something extra. He wanted me to clean the stairs of the building that I work in. Cleaning the stairs is not a problem for me, however he wanted me to get on my hands and knees to scrub the stairs with a washrag. I am unsure of how people in Africa clean things, but I use a broom and a mop; not a bucket and a washrag. Whats Wrong with Mr. Ani.