Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Random Rant

Walking home from work, I notice about 6 guys standing in front of a building. They're talking (loudly!), laughing blasting music and just lounging in there jeans and wife beaters t-shirts.  One of them notices me and starts hollering like an idiot.  You know the "Hey Ma, waz good? Can I tawk to you for a second?" kind of hollering, and of course his buddies are cheering him on.  How unbelievably corny.  Anyway, I think judging by my attire & my worn out face, you could guess that I'm coming home from work; so you already know that much about me.  Now, I don't want to be judgmental here, but I live in the South Bronx, so deal with it.  What I know about you, is that you're sitting in front of a building doing NOTHING.  I could be wrong, and I could be judging a book by it's cover, but chances are you don't have a regular 9-5 and aren't a "real" man.  And what do I mean by "real man"?  Well, I'm not going to go into detail on what I think a real man is, but what I can say is that they're not sitting outside of a building, trying to pick up women.  Tell me if I'm wrong, but if you're past the age of 25 (and they were way past that age) isn't that just kind of sad?  I just don't understand men.  Do they really think that any woman in her right mind is going to turn to mush and find that to be sweet, sexy or cool?  If so, lets just say, that's gonna be one interesting relationship, and frankly I'd like to watch it on VH1 when I comes out next year.

Til Next Time Kids,
La Latina Loquita

1 comment:

  1. I think you and I should be producers of said potential VH1 reality show. #MoneyMaker