oh you know her. The stereotype that most black women are mean and hateful bitches. The neck rolling, gum chomping, bitter broad who just needs a reason to “pop off”.
You know her..the excuse that weak brothers use when they say they don’t date black women. The wack chick who complains when lines are too long or blows up because she said extra pickles.
Today, I had to make a run for work and I saw her. Mind you, she and I are the only sisters in the room and when she started up..I just wanted to run and hide. I felt like people were waiting for me to pick up where she left off at. She had the most loud, ignorant and unnecessary argument/rant I ever witnessed. The place where we were has a chart on each table that everyone has to use to take care of certain business. She takes the chart off the table and commences to use it off in a corner. Mind you, it’s for everybody. A gentlemen told her she wasn’t supposed to take it, it’s for general use. She wilded out! Dude didn’t get ill with her or anything but she went on a rage like “I’m a grown ass woman, you can’t tell me what I can and cannot do” “I’m here trying to take care of my own business because lawyer’s like you charge too much”. I was embarassed for her. She made a plum fool our of herself in a professional setting.
What I’m tripping on is why I took it so personally. It wasn’t my argument, she wasn’t talking to me. I just thought everybody lumped me in the same category with her. Why did I care?
Me and Heeb used to work in suburb near the airport and we decided to get our nails done in that area. Thee worst manicure ever! Ever! There were only like 3 people there and she and I were the only ones not getting tips. They butchered our cuticles and it was a sloppy job. The guy even tried to put nail glue where he nipped my finger…I was ready to SNAP!!!! I didn’t though. Heeb and I just paid for our manicures with no tip and KIM. We talked about it amongst ourselves but that would’ve been a good time to make a complaint to the salon owners but I know I didn’t want to look like Tanisha from the Bad Girls Club.
Stereotypes, oh boy.
