Just Trifling!

That's what my mother would say about certain people who wouldn't do what they were supposed to be doing. She often said it to me when I failed to clean my room or do other chores. But now that I'm an adult I know the importance of completing my work. I've also had a couple of jobs working in customer service (yes, I did retail) so I also know how the customer should be treated. Unfortunately this lesson is not universal or is definitely not learned by everyone. Case in point. I've been going to the same barbershop for a few years now. It's in the hood, it's cheap and there are always good looking guys there. Obviously I go more for the latter reason than the former. Hey, it's me! Anyway, my barber Peanut (you know he is black with a nickname like that) told me I was third in line behind two kids. I'm thinking no problem since kids have small heads! He would be done in no time. I have now come to realize that I have selective amnesia when dealing with Peanut. Invariably I end up waiting for what seems like an eternity because Peanut be trifling around!

Picture this. It's Saturday afternoon, the place is packed with little gang banger types and there is loud Salsa music playing. Peanut is about half way done with one guy then decides he needs to take telephone/cigarette break. So this Negro has not even finished the guys head he was working on and stays outside on the phone for what must have been 20 minutes. Oh Hell NO!! I like Peanut but he has done that just one too many times and he never did it for that long. So I did what any other consumer would do. I voted with my feet. If Peanut ain't gonna' do it then Paco will! I hopped in the first chair that was open. Not only did this guy give me an awesome haircut in record time he even charged me less! Damn sad. You try to help a brother out. It's obvious that this trifling fool has not grown up enough to realize the reason that he is broke all the time (he tells me this too) is that he doesn't know how to take care of his business! So I say, "Peanut, you just gonna' be one broke MoFo with your dumb ass!"

OMG! What a fucking week I've had! I swear it has been like the seventh circle of hell here at work. Monday I was still feeling the effects of Sunday night. Though it was not planned Sunday turned out to be one of those impromptu all day drinking things which culminated with me sitting at my neighborhood bar with my good friend Shawn trashed off my ass! So basically I was not feeling up to snuff on Monday. Which would have been bad enough on it's own but of course one of the PC's took a crap and why oh why did it have to be Godzilla's?! Godzilla sits across from my office and bitches and whines all day long. It is constant. I swear I can feel the caustic flames of her breath licking at my door!

Tuesday I was sick as a dog. Not part of the Sunday ailment because this was all located in the stomach. I got to work at 9AM and was right back out the door at 9:40AM! Went home, laid down and watched crappy daytime TV. Bleh!! I'm sure it was the grilled ham and cheese sandwich I had at the Botulism Diner that made me sick. Wednesday, busy as hell with an extra dose of bitching from Godzilla AND I'm still a little queasy from Tuesday's ailment. Thursday more busy. Which brings me to Friday. I'm typing this blog so... I AIN'T DOIN' SHIT TODAY!!!