Ohhhh…….That Explains It…..

WOW…….I must say Bff.  For a few minutes, I was….no…it was actually a few seconds before I realized what was really going on.

Let me fill you in on what happened today…..I still have not heard from Higgins.  Part of that is because I did not reach out to him.  Well, he did not reach out to me, but that is no excuse.  I really think he is upset with me.  I am going to wait to see what happens.  Maybe in a month's time I will reach out to him if he does not reach out to me first.  I know…I am running….

My day at work was ok….Nothing major happened.  Basically at work I am fortunate enough to be able to do my work and still have more that half of the day to do as I please as long as I do not excessively use the phone, internet or am away from my desk.  Some days I get wrapped up in reading and doing research on spirituality, metaphysic and the like I only leave my desk long enough to get food and bring it back during my lunch period, lol..  Talk about obsessive/compulsive, hahahaha.
 

So….ok, Bff….when I go to work, I really do not dress up….but ohh how I love dressing up.  I do not wear heels to work or anything I think is dress up clothes.  I actually wear what I consider to be house dresses but others think are dresses that are "so beautiful", lol.  So on Friday, as any other day, I was wearing a house dress to work.  I am a big gurl and this house dress I don't even wear in the house because it is extremely form fitting.  I was running late and wore it anyway.

I consider myself a big gurl, but I am not fat..I know I hold my weight in the right places…..but I also think I could lose a few pounds in certain places.....scratch that....I would transfer the fat from one place to another,  yes I would if I had the money,  lol.

So, I put on the dress and a dead man could see my curves…  All day no one said anything to me….great…….I could make it through the day without anyone coming on to me or anything and that would be a great day for me.  Bff…I wear form fitting clothing to work, but nothing like this….don't get me wrong….I looked very tasteful..but being a full figured West Indian woman with full lips and tattoos all over the place who does not usually wear clothing that actually allows you to see the contour of her ass may be quite shocking…..especially in corporate america, lol.  So check this out…

I am finally going home and I mistakenly jump off of one train to get on the exact same train across the platform….smart real smart, lol…..As I am slowly approaching the new train, this guy stands in my way….I try not go give him the, "Didn't you see me coming from the train across the platform" look as I continued to advance while he backed up.  He started saying something that I could not understand so I asked him to repeat himself.   Bff, this brother was very handsome…..dark skinned, really muscular, had a few tattoos and was well dressed.  That does not make up from the fact that I did not understanding a word that was coming from his mouth.  All of that handsomeness and great adjectives go right out the window.  

He started asking me about my tattoos…I knew this was what he thought was an in, so I answered am many questions as I could understand….Great thing…..he did most of the talking, so I just smiled and nodded.  

Long story short, we exchanged numbers and before I even got to my bus to go home, I get a text from him about how my azz is so big and he wants me to shit on him................What the Fuck?

Ohh so that explains it!!!!