My Sassy Black Friend
Okay. So.
I made a sassy black friend at work. (Let's call her Shaniqua.) We were interviewed at the same time, and when she saw me on the first day of training, I was greeted with a hearty"Hey gurrrrrl!!". After chatting, it was discovered that we both live on the west side of Lethbridge. Momma Froc raised me to be a polite little nugget, so I casually mentioned that if she ever needed a ride, I'd be more than happy to help her out. I guess I must have miscommunicated, because after that she was like "Okay! What time will you be there tomorrow?"
I should have figured out right then that this was going to be an interesting friendship. It's probably best illustrated with examples.
-That first day, Shaniqua invites herself along when I leave for lunch. We had barely "known" each other for a few hours when she proceeds to explicitly tell me all about her relationships, including her um... best friend with benefits deal. I can not tell you exactly how she described it, because I would get my mouth washed out with soap, and I can not in good conscience talk about "special hugs" when I KNOW that my mother sometimes checks up on me here.
-"You know... you are a white girl. But you have the body of a black girl!"
-Last night, I'm babysitting for my cousins, and at like... 9? 10? I get a phone call. It's Shaniqua. "Hey gurrrrl! What time do we need to be at work?" "8:30. Why?" "$%#$%@#$^%^!!!! It's 9:00! I'm so late!" "No, no 8:30 tomorrow morning!"
*long pause*
"OOOOOH! It's night time! I am so sorry! I just woke from a nap! I'll see you tomorrow gurl!"
-"I love the hip hop! And dancing like at the clubs. Except Lethbridge music is so boring. Do you go to the clubs?!" *slow head turn* "...No."
-"Being short is awesome. Like tall girls, they can't wear nothing. They can't wear heels because it looks bad. I can wear ANYTHING and I look sexy."
-"I am going to hair school in the fall. I love to do hair." "Oh that will be fun! You can do my hair then!" "Yeh, except I only know how to do black girl hair." "That's okay! You can give me black girl hair! I'll let you do anything to ma hurrr." "BAHAHA gurrrrl!"
-This morning I had Beyonce playing in my car. (It happens. Frequently.) Anyways, we bonded over mutual love for Beyonce, Whitney Houston, and Etta James. But of course, Shaniqua had to inform me that, "No way. There is NO way you can love Etta more than me man! NO ONE loves her as much as me." I decided not to argue.
Most of the time, I'm not sure what to think about Shaniqua, but it's freaking hilarious spending any amount of time around her. This summer is going to be anything but boring. :)
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