There is something mighty strange going on. First, the bank contacts me about several fraudulent charges on my Black Card. I decided to partake in a deep stretch yoga class to destress , only for the yoga police to call herself giving me advice.
" Rest is just as important for your body." she said.
" Bitch, get out of my face with that I know your body better than you bullshit."
I just wasn't in the mood. I was beyond insulted when the waiter of my favorite restaurant walks me past my designated table that sat perched smack dap in the middle of the place. He ushered me over to a small, dark out of the way table, way in the back.
I demanded that I see the owner! I stomped my foot like a child because I just couldn't take not one more thing happening to me today, but the universe wasn't finished with me yet.
I was just about to blow my top when the valet drives up and parks an old outdated Ford Fusion right at my feet. I looked at him as if there was a foul odor coming from his face.
"Do I look like I would drive this hunk of junk?" Is there someone fucking punking me right now!!
If you don't get your ass down there and bring me my $3 million dollar Bugatti right fucking now, I yelled at the top of my lungs!! What the hell is going on around here?!?!
