“Happy” MLK Day ?

I get that we’ve been programmed to say “Happy” before every Holiday- because a lot of those holidays are positive celebratory events. But sometimes, I feel we forget what certain Holidays represent. For instance…Remembering Martin Luther King, Jr. Now remembering the man, and what he stood for, and what he was trying to do- and how valiantly he lobbied for, protested for, fought for the equality of not just Blacks but all peoples in this country is great. However, don’t forget about the entirety of the Civil Rights Movement. It was not a “happy” time. Dr. King DID NOT live out a long life giving sermons to a ripe old age. HE WAS MURDERED. ASSASSINATED. SHOT TO DEATH. By a fellow citizen. By a racist white man.  Never forget that.

A lot of people, to honor Dr. King’s memory, will spend the holiday performing some kind of charity work and giving back to their communities. Which is absolutely wonderful. Soup kitchens, homeless shelters, domestic violence/abuse centers all need volunteers. But what I want you to do- is donate to Black causes. Black businesses. I want you to spread information on how NOT to be racist or ignorant in general. I want you to read a book, watch a documentary, or talk to an older Black person about what it was like in this country and how they feel right now about the state of Black people. Find some way to give a person of color a voice that day. And then keep that going. Join the movement.

And for those of you posting up quotes or memes about Dr. King, but have all kinds of sideways looks for Colin Kaepernick or any of the other athletes, celebrities, or regular smegular citizens who have been protesting during the National Anthem, to bring attention and awareness to Police Brutality and the unfair treatment of POCs in the Justice system – Go fuck yourselves with your fake ass patriotism and your fake ass love of your fellow countryman.

Always. Forever.

G-Code.

When you scandalize your Half-boss…

Because this is just what you do in an office run by a British family, we’ve been following this Prince Harry /Meghan Markle miracle. Also when you’re closer to your boss than you probably should be, he knows about the special place in your heart for bearded gingers….then this happens…

Half-Boss: So, you crashing this royal wedding or what?

Me: I mean…I MIGHT show up.

BB the Assistant: OMG Gail is totally flying there.

Boss: She’s probably going to tackle Meghan to get to Harry.

Me: What? No! I’m hoping they’re really into some thaaangs, because I’m trying to join that entire situation.

Boss: What in the world!

Me: All I’m saying is that I wouldn’t throw either of them out of bed.

BB: Bwahahaha. Hey Girl Hey!

Me: Thassss right! *does a dance*

As BB and I cackled like the loons we are, Half-boss made his exit. But like…it’s been 2.5 years, he should already know I’m going from 0 to ridiculous every time.

Don’t call it a come back, we been here for years…

First of all – women have always been savage.

Y’all just didn’t want to listen. Or pay attention. We are the givers of life, we create where there is nothing. And we will do whatever necessary to protect and nurture what we’ve put forth into existence. That isn’t a job for punks.

Centuries of you trying to dull our shine- and here we are. Still surviving. Still living. Ya damn right time is up.

We.Are.Here.

#MeToo #TimesUp #MakeWayForAllTheQueens

Petty setting already on high…

Day 3 of 2018 and I’ve already had to put on my Petty Petty Princess crown.

The Scene: A forwarded email from the CFO asking for the accountant to call the DEP of NYC for some missing water bills; a suggestion that if the accountant is “too busy”, to have me or the EA make the call; the accountant then private emailing me to make the call; me then cc’ing the CFO to tell him I’m making the call instead of the accountant.

The why: Because this puta has a real issue with the fact that I received a raise and a bonus. Apparently my percentage was too high, and she doesn’t get why everyone loves me here. Two weeks ago this phrase came out of her actual mouth: “What did you do to become the favorite here?”

The Kicker: This puta makes more money than I do. She is complaining about me getting a raise and a higher bonus, but I am still the LOWEST PAID member of this team.

The real funny part: She’s always mumbling about how people “shouldn’t fuck with” her but she’s the most sensitive person I’ve ever met. How you gonna be super sensitive, take everything personally, but then want to talk shit about the very people who you need to have your back ? Wrong answer, bitch. Wrong. Answer. LOL

Happy 2018.

Lessons of 2017

I’ve learned a few major things about myself this past year:

1. Self-care is really important. And I suck at it.
2. I give a fuck about a lot of things. Maybe too many.
3. I absolutely need a therapist because I am bat shit crazy.
4. Exhaustion is a real thing and I get why celebrities check themselves into hospitals for it.
5. There’s gotta be something behind why I’m such a workaholic.
6. I’m super unhappy and I have no idea how to change that.

Here’s to 2018 and hoping I have a more positive list to share next year.