Bra-less

My 21 year old daughter comes to work with me so she can use the free workout equipment for students in the gym and so that I can take her to work at her part-time job later. Once she completes her workout, she'll shower and get dressed and wait for me to take her to work.

I was sitting in my office and I see on the caller ID that she is calling me. The first thing she says is heyyyyy mom, you busy? I immediately know that she wants something, but I just can't figure it out yet. She is speaking in her 13 year old voice as if she is going to get scolded about something. I say that I'm not too busy and what does she want. She is beating around the bush at this point and says that she was wanting to know if I could leave work a little earlier than usual to take her to work. Again, I ask her what's up. She still does not come out and say what she wants, but instead she says that something came up and she wants to know if I could do her a favor. I instantly thought her cycle came on and she was unprepared as usual and needed me to stop at the store and get some pads for her.

So without me assuming, I told her why don't she just say what she called me for. She took a deep breath and says in a soft spoken voice, that she forgot her bra at home. I just sat at my desk and shook my head. I asked her if she came to the gym without a bra on and she said no and that bra that she wore to workout was wet and sweaty and that she needed a bra to put on to go to work in. I don't know how many times that I have told her to get her stuff together the night before and stop trying to wait and grab stuff 10 minutes before I walk out the door.

So here we are at our usual time of 11:30 leaving the college in order to make it downtown by 12. We normally are on time, but since I have to stop, this may delay her in getting to work on time. So I stop at Family Dollar since it was on our way and instead of her getting out and just going for a bra, she pauses and says, "Mom, aren't you getting out to come and help me pick out one." I almost said no and shut the door, but I get out the car and help my 21 year old daughter to go and get a bra.

She had to put it on in the car and we even made it to her job just in the nick of time, probably because I was flying around every corner just for her to make it on time.

~QUEENBEE~

The Hype

I am not a sports person and I don't watch any news, but when you hear the hype about this and this, you tend to want to find out what is the hype about. The media, whether it's social media or the news, or just talk tends to focus on Ray Rice hitting his then fiance and knocking her out. I'm not one to go and find out what the real story is, but I will put my two cents in about the whole thing. Just from watching a small smidgen of the video and hearing that he knocked her the slap out, let's first examine this with a microscope. I can't say that Ray has hit her before, I don't know. I can't say that she (Ray's wife) hit him before, I don't know. But what my eyes saw is that she hit him first and provoked him. I know I can hear the rants in the background saying that no man should put his hands on a woman.....well no woman should put her hands on a man either. I'm not condoning domestic violence, but if you get me to the point of anger where I want to hit you, then somebody needs to step up and step out. I'm not saying Ray was wrong or right, but I'm only speaking from QueenBee's opinion. If somebody, anybody, the gardener, the security guard, the person who takes up tickets at the movies, the maid, the babysitter, the pastor hit me, you best believe that I am hitting him, her, it, them back. It doesn't matter if what I said to them made them want to hit me, then you have a right to get hit back.

Another thing that is such hype is that not only did she get knocked the slap out, she went on and married him, so therefore, that means he did this and I accept it is basically what she said without saying it. I don't see what the big deal is if that was her choice. Not my choice though. But if she chose that life, then that's her. I've seen people who have been through domestic violence and they, whether it be man or woman, have chosen to stay for different reasons that I can't even fathom. Some stay for love, others stay for security. Well why would a woman stay for security if she just got beat up by the man she suppose to love. The answer is simple. They fear of having to go out and take care of themselves because someone has always been there to do it for them. They fear having to go out and get a job and struggle. They stay because they are comfortable, and having to pack up everything you have and look for somewhere else to live is just unheard of...to them.

I would prefer to just suck it up and do things my way if I had a husband or boyfriend who beat me up. All it would take is one time. That's what the real hype should be about. Stand on your own two feet. I know it sounds easier said than done, but I would rather find me somewhere else to go for a peace of mind and not having to sleep with one eye open. So ladies and men, just keep your hands to yourself unless you caressing me to give me a massage and holding me in your arms. If not, you hit me and live to tell about, you best believe I'm coming at you with every force in my body. Have a marvelous ending to your week.

QUEENBEE

It's who you know

My daughter's phone has been acting up by randomly calling people by itself and playing music out the blue. My daughter said that she thinks her phone is possessed. When I got about five calls from her, I thought something was wrong at first. It kept dialing my number and then no one was there. When I went to pick her up, I asked her if she was ok because I had five calls from her. Her reply, "THIS STUPID PHONE" made me know that her phone had a mild case of poltergeist.  She said that her phone just keeps doing that and she doesn't know what to do. I told her to call AT&T to see if there was something they could do.

She calls AT&T but they told her that since it is an Apple phone, that she needed to Apple for support and so she did. She calls Apple to find out if they can troubleshoot her phone for her. Whoever she talked to told her that she needed to pay $19.00 just for them to troubleshoot it. That sounded ridiculous to me. So I told her to give me the number and let me call them. She tells me that there isn't anything I can do because she already tried that. Again, I told her to give me the number. She said, "Mom, what is it that you are going to get done that I can't get done." Again I said give me the number.

She gives me the number and I began to call Apple. In the beginning when you get through, an automated voice comes on saying that if you need help troubleshooting your phone, it will be $19.00 and to stay on the phone if you want to talk to an assistant or an agent to pay your $19.00. So I stayed on the phone until someone came on the line. When the guy gets on the phone and asks for my name, I told him who I was and that I need them (Apple) to troubleshoot my daughter's phone and that paying $19.00 was not going to be an option. The guy on the other end says to me, "Did you say that paying $19.00 was NOT an option?" I said that is correct. I will not be paying $19.00 for tech support to troubleshoot your own product. There was a brief pause in the conversation and the guy says to me that he will give me a one time pass then and not charge the $19.00. He said ma'am, all you are going to do is pay that amount and I tell you how to fix it. I was like, so I'm paying you the money to tell me how to fix it!!! He said yes.

So he goes on and tells me how to troubleshoot it and I'm writing the instructions down as he is telling me. After that, he then tells me how to go online and troubleshoot also. So I go online and print out the instructions as well as give my daughter the written instructions also. When she asked me how did I do that without paying the money, I looked at her and said, "It's who you know."

QUEENBEE

Cheaper ain't always better

I don't mind drinking water, but sometimes I need me some flavor to go in my water. So we had started buying those powdered kool aid packs that go in water. My favorite flavor is grape. But once you have had those powdered packs after awhile, they begin to clump up and it takes forever to shake that powder down to nothing in your water bottle. Well I ran across some Kool-Aid grape flavored liquid to add to the water. Oh my goodness, this stuff taste just like grape koo-aid with the sugar and all, except these were sugar free, or so they say. I could hardly wait to bring my bottles of water to work so I can drink my grape flavored water. Lo and behold, I ran out of the grape liquid and told myself that on my way home that I would just stop by the store and grab me another container of the grape liquid stuff. Since I was pressed for time, being that I had to pick up my daughter from work, I just stopped by Family Dollar so that I could grab myself what I wanted and then get out the store. So I looked on the shelf and they did not have the brand Kool-Aid like I had previously gotten at another store, so I just got the Family Dollar brand and it was a little cheaper than I was used to paying anyway. So I said to myself how interesting that I just got some grape liquid at a much cheaper price. My mind was all set on sticking to Family Dollar brand UNTIL......
I got home and got my water bottle and poured it in my water. OMG - that stuff tasted like liquid crayon. It just did not have the same affect (or is it effect) as the Kool-Aid grape liquid. So I squeezed a little bit more in the bottle and had my daughter to taste it. She said mom, you need more liquid. Heck, I thought if I had to keep squeezing more in there, that I really didn't get a good deal because now the store brand is gonna run out quicker than the name brand one. After I finally tried to doctor up the water, it tasted like medicine that you give your child for a fever. Even though I laughed at it, I know now that cheaper ain't always better. I'm going to the other store as soon as I get home to get the real stuff, cause this replica just doesn't cut it. I'll holla.

~QUEENBEE~

Are you serious

Can somebody tell me why in the world would somebody send me a link to like their psychic page on facebook? Really!!! Let me just say that there is no such thing as a psychic. There ain't nobody in this whole entire world who can tell no dog gone future. If the Lord wanted us to have psychic capabilities, then he would have given them to us. He probably figured that we would not be able to handle all the things that would be thrown at us, and if we knew what was gonna happen, don't you think that we would be able to dodge every bullet.....or just wear that condom anyway if you knew you were gonna be a teenage parent.....or we would know exactly how much our check would be instead of looking surprised every time more taxes were taken out. If we could predict or see the future, don't you think that I would stop my car from being in an accident, I would be able to save all the children from child molesters, and even know what sermon the pastor is gonna preach.




So since we don't know the future and never, ever, ever will....to the person who sent me that crazy mess.....go and sit your tail down somewhere. I bet they didn't see that coming huh!




~QUEENBEE~

Shopping spree

One of my co-workers came to me and said that she likes the way that I incorporate color in my many outfits. She said that she just likes the way I dress and that she wish she knew how to add color as well. She is mainly a brown, black and white type of dresser. She also mentioned that she wish I could go with her and help her to pick out clothes. I told her to let me know when she is ready and I will go with her. She was in total shock that I agreed to go. I told her there were a few rules before I went with her and the rules were that she could not get anything beige, brown, khaki, black or white. The next rule was that she didn't have to buy it because I liked it, but that she did have to value my opinion if I told her she looked like a granny in the outfits. She agreed. So we planned one Friday morning to go on a shopping spree.

She asked me to pick out a store, because the last time she bought something was when JCPenney put out their last catalog. Umm, that was over 25 years ago. I paused for a minute and said, "Let's get this straight, you haven't bought anything for yourself in that length of time?" She said she had not and that she haven't gone shopping and tried on clothes in a long time. I thought to myself that my work would be cut out for me. So I chose Ross only because I knew it wasn't too expensive and the store had something I knew she would like. So we met at Ross that Friday morning around 9:00 a.m. I asked her what was her style and what did she like. She had no idea. She said choose something I would wear and we would go from there. She said that her budget was $100.00 and we began looking for clothes. Everything I picked up for her, she saw something wrong it...the sleeves were too short, the sleeves were not long enough, it was too bright, it wasn't brown. LAAAWWWDDDD!!! So we stopped and I said, "Listen, you were the one who came to me for help. I didn't come to you and tell you something was wrong with your clothes. YOU CAME TO ME, so we are going to pick out some outfits and you tell me if you like them or not."  I told her that today was her stepping out of the box day.

She picked out a few outfits and I picked out a few outfits and we put them in the buggy for her to try on. I told her that I would sit outside while she tried on every piece of clothing and that I would either critique it or tell her how good it looked on her. Off to the dressing room she went. When she came out with outfit number 1, I told her how it complimented her figure and that she should get it. When she came out with outfit number 2, I told her how she look like somebody's grandma and that she should not get it, and we continued with this until all 5,000 outfits were tried on....or what seemed like 5,000 anyway. When she did decide that she was done, she said she had a fun day and we proceeded to the register. I asked her was she content with her purchases and she said that she could hardly wait to wear them to work the following week.

Well needless to say, I haven't seen her with one outfit on yet....it has been 4 weeks since the shopping spree. When I asked her about her new clothes, she just says that she hasn't had time to wear them yet. I looked at her like REALLY! In my opinion, I think she took them back. I mean, what was the point in asking me to go with you to help you pick out clothes that you don't even wear. That was a waste of my time. Remember, she asked me, I didn't ask her. And if she didn't like the clothes, she could have said she did not like them. I wasn't forcing her to buy anything she did not like. And just the other day I saw her.....with them brown pants on and her white shirt. Oh well. To each his own.

QUEENBEE

Are you hating?

As I made my way into work today, there are two ladies who sit near the entrance and every morning they never fail to say something to people as they are coming in the door. Sometimes it may be positive and sometimes it is not. Some days I wish that I could avoid them altogether. Anyhoo, as I came in dressed in a long skirt that is gray and black horizontal striped, my gray tank top underneath and my black jacket, the ladies look at me in awe as if they are checking a sista out. I see them looking so I stop to say good morning. The two of them reply with a good morning back. One of them says, "Yeah we checking you out and wonder where are you going looking all nice this morning?" Ok, I can see they are hating because it didn't really come out as a compliment, it came out all sarcastic like, WHAT, a black, volumptious, self-confident chic can't dress nice! This is how you shut down haters because this is what I said back, "Oh, this is my goal every morning to look as good as I can, and I'm going to do it again tomorrow" BAM!!! I just shut it down right there.  I could have lacked the confidence and apologized for being me and just fed into their morning conversation but I did not. You know it is always said that it's not what you said, but HOW you say it. So yeah they said it just like that, to belittle me, but it may have worked on someone else, but not me, not today. I left them speechless as I walked on to my office. Little do they know, when I get off work, I'm going home and I don't have anywhere else to go. I just want to look nice BECAUSE I CAN. Is that a problem?

QUEENBEE