I tried. But the road was hilly, and my bike and I were old (lol). I couldn’t do it. I had to beg rides, even from neighbors I didn’t know well. It was humiliating. I almost even lost my job. Well, needless to say, since we couldn’t pay our rent, the already terrible relationship we had with Satan got even worse. He would come over literally all the time, unannounced, to sit down and tell us how we were going to handle our situation. I remember one specific conversation, where he told me, “Here’s what your going to do.” I was going to take some CNA classes, they were far away, but it was only once or twice a week, and it was only a short course.
My babysitter saw my panties showing under my shirt. And when mom pulled up I went to go to my room and suddenly I was graped and my shirt tried over my head. I screamed like a girl I was helpless struggling with my shirt. Mom put me over her knee and spanked me. I used to own a topless bar. I wore 8” heels and fake hair. I was the bitch goddess who wouldn’t take shit from anyone, and made sure to protect the ladies who worked for me. Troublemakers spread rumors about how hateful I was. I came in more than once while wearing flat shoes and no fake hair. I loved joining conversations about how awful I was, because people didn’t recognize me unless they actually knew me.
I would threaten to sue for discrimination and prejudice. Maybe have an attorney send them a cease and desist letter. Your daughter can wear whatever hairstyle she so pleases. Black women straighten their hair, is that allowed. Their policy is foolish, however, you have to protect your civil liberties or they will be taken. No, but what if you forgot the combination. Here’s a word of advice for anyone reading this. 90% of people keep their safe in the master bedroom closet so put your stuff in the floor under the safe. No one will ever check under a safe. I used to install them.
I was at work and my female coworker was wrapping a skid to secure it. As she was as wrapping the bottom of the skid I was going to tap her shoulder but turned in a way that I accidentally hit her ass with my other hand. She poked fun of me for doing it and laughed. Nothing came of it luckily. When I got pregnant. In our office, when someone is mocking at me being pregnant. There are some points when they don’t consider my feelings like getting mad at me infront of my face. I totally can forgive but can’t forget. It felt like I was hopeless and jist ignore them that time. I dont even know what did Ive done wrong to deserve to be treated like that.
When I was in prison I was put in a maximum security unit and locked down for 23hrs a day due to my violent and terrible behavior. But I learned if I played crazy they’d put me in a mental health unit and I gotta free pass to do what I want. Yup, took full advantage of that. My prison stay was actually kinda fun after that. Alot of the officers took a liking to me also and let me get away with practically anything. What the fuck is wrong with you? You call yourself a parent? Living on the streets isn’t the real world that most people experience.
Then I’d get a job in a nursing home, and we’d be just fine. Um, what the f*ck?? Number one, if I don’t have the money to pay rent, what the f*ck makes you think I have gas money to drive more than two hours’ round trip twice a week?? Number two, this is MY life, not yours-and YOU are the one who screwed everything up. What the f*ck make you think I should, or would, do anything you say?? I hate nursing homes. I have a bad back. I do not want to be a CNA.