Weekends almost over.....

Friday after work I had a few errands to run. It took me longer than I thought to get everything I needed to do done, so I decided to go to Mickey D's and grab a double cheese burger for dinner. It was late, I was tired and I didn't feel like cooking. So I pull up to the drive thru and a familar voice comes over the speaker asked what I wanted. At first I was put off because the person didn't give no friendly McD's greeting at the LEAST like "May I help you" then my mind was asking myself back and forth "is this who I think it is?...nah it ain't him...could it be....nahhhhh...it sounds like him....then again it don't" I give my order and drive up to the first window and daggone if it was Whitebrotha!

We exchange money and change then I tell him that him and K-digga have mail at my house which includes K-digga's W2. I asked if he worked tomorrow (I am shocked that he is still working period) so I can give him their mail. He didn't work Saturday so he gave me his address of where they are staying. There were cars behind me so I cut the convo short and went bout my business.

Saturday I go to class, knock out a group presentation *I'll blog about that tomorrow at work*, handle some more biz, and go to find this address. I get there with no problem. I pulled up to the driveway and there are 2 older black men sitting out on the porch that looked like they were just chilling and people watching. I asked if Whitebrotha or K-digga were there and they told me they didn't know who they were and asked what they look like. Confused because I know I was at the address Whitebrota gave me I gave their descriptions. A light bulb went off in one of the mens head and he said there was an interracial couple that lived in one of the rooms in the basement that kinda fit my description. So they stay in a roomming house. I think that's great that they have found somewhere to stay.....that's not my place!

The man shows me how to get were they are and I knock on the door. The plan was to ask K-digga if she is could do my hair sometime in March when I take all these micro's out, give them their mail and bounce. I bang on the door and after about 5 minutes Whitebrotha comes to the door half sleep and the room is pitch black. I ended up just given him the mail and rolling. I get back home and crash on the couch. I slept well Friday night but about 5ish I called myself taking a nap and didn't get back up till 12:30am, went back to bed @ 1 and slept till 8 this morning! I guess I was more tired than I thought.

Maybe I will catch Whitebrotha at work again so I can get a number so I call call about my hair. Yes, I kicked them out, but K-digga shouldn't have no hard feelings to where she won't take some money to do my hair....at least I hope not.