Tuesday, January 4, 2011

GUESS WHAT??

Guess what?

Its moist all of a sudden,

did you feel me thinking about your soft lips,

Your hands and manhood all over it.



Guess what?

I'm sitting over here in this chair,

without no underwear.

Me and my little black mini skirt,

with the slits up both thighs.



Guess what?

I want to open my legs,

and spread my thighs,

Pushing your thick lips,

across my Velvety puddin pie.



Guess what?

Come sniff it and smell my scent,

Dipping your middle finga inside,

while your thumb is gently rubbing it.

As my juice begin to drip running down my cheeks.

Hold out your tongue, I don't won't you to waste one bit!



Guess what?

The intensity, I just can't describe.

I'll just grab your head,

pushing my pelvis towards you,

if you don't mine,

Me taking a little ride,

gliding it across you tongue as I SQUIRT these juices inside.



Guess what?

Placing my legs across your neck,

locking you in with my kong fu grip!

"Moaning" Ahh, baby!

Velvet gonna make sure you receive every last bit!!



Guess what?

I got mines, Now would you like me to turn over?

I don't mind if you bite it,

like that dog named Rover.

Oh by the way,

at my request



Guess what?

Its a fiyah up in here,

Could you pull out your engine's ladder?

So I can climb,

I don't mine, if you wish to lick from behind.

Don't you think its about time?

You can send me that, first class ticket to cloud Nine!



Guess what?

I'm a let you come finish this!

© 2010 G.E.H

1/4/2011

Today was another day of me being a teller. I ended up working the commercial lane since there is so much cash. We had a total of 3 tellers today; two on the front line and one in drive-up. My boss didn't come in until sometime around 11:30am. And my service manager 1 who's job is to teller at least 50% of the time was working with the bankers. I was not able to work on my schedule, my research, customer complaints, service calls, one on ones, teller coaching, sales coaching, stage coaching, or even getting my new teller up to speed. I love my job, however it is in times like this that I wished I was somewhere else. Because regardless of all the hard work that me and my staff did today with all the obstacles we had to overcome......upper management could give 2 fucks if we get bad WOW shops. If they are not perfect and we try to explain what the day was like, we would be told that we are making up excuses for not doing our jobs. I sometimes wish I could stage a 2 hour cease and desists so that they could truly see just how important we are....But I guess they already know which is why there are sooooo many companies that don't support unionization.....

Monday, January 3, 2011

1/3/11

Today was one of the craziest days of my history at my job......I was going non stop. I had to teller all day because we are so short on staff. And to make matters worse they have this program called WOW, where customers are called about the service that they recieved. The messed up thing about it is that you either get a perfect or a non perfect. And if you get a non perfect you get put on corrective action. Now please answer this for me! How the hell to you get perfect scores when you have 3 tellers, 2 bankers and one drive up teller but you have at any given time more than 8 people in line. People have the nerve to complain about the lines being to long or the tellers not moving fast enough but then they get their ass up to the window and don't know their damn account number, don't have a clue as to what the hell they want or are doing (like banking is new) or they don't have a deposit or withdrawl ticket filled out. I tell you, society has become really f'd up. People want a lot but have nothing to give and never take accountability for what they bring or haven't brought to the table. And then corporate america has the nerve to set these unreachable goals for you to obtain. I would love to see the top dogs in management bring their azzes down to the trenches and do what we do on a daily basis. They are good at giving the demands but I would be willing to be that they couldn't do half of the things they ask us to do. FML smh *stepping off my soapbox and putting myself in the corner for a timeout*

Sunday, January 2, 2011

2 January 2011


Today was pretty much uneventful. I slept for most of the day playing over in my mind how I will overcome my workday tomorrow. My mother stopped over to look at my daughters new car and then I went back to sleep when she left. I finally got my behind up so that I could go skating and I finally became a member today. Not only that, I also found $100 on the ground on my way into the skating rink. If this is a sign of how my year is going to start off, I can only have the most faith in a very fruitful and blessed year overall.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

HAPPY NEW YEAR'S 2011

Well another year has come and gone like a swift breeze in the fall. Sometimes it was warm but on other occasions it was very cold. I played the lottery of life and I won a few new friends but I also crapped out and lost some as well. If I had to give one example of a loss in the year of 2010, I would have to say the passing of my grandmother Elizabeth Walker-Gooch. We had just started to build a very good relationship when she was taken by Colon Cancer. If I had to give one example of something good in the year of 2010 I would have to be greedy by giving two because they are both equally important to me. One would be me meeting my grandmother and the other would be going back to school. I had finally got up the courage to enroll in a four year university. So in 2010 I officially started going to school at Metro State University at Denver.

Due to the things that I learned, good, bad and indifferent in 2010. I have decided to go into 2011 with a different perspective. There are sooo many things that I want to experience but I know this year I have to actually make the effort and not to rely on others to fulfill my dreams. This year I will live a little more even if it means that I have to experience things alone.

I tend to get a little misty eyed when I think about the things I want. How cool would it have been to have brought in the New Year with someone on the date of 1/1/11? That would have been a cool date to get proposed to or even better yet (married).

I hope to become a freshman in 2011 with a G.P.A no less that a 3.0. I want to go on at least one trip out of the country as well as one cruise. I want to pay off my car this year and reduce my dept. I want to get into better health and shape. I want to finish the cancer run in my grandmothers honor in less than 2 hours. I want to document and track my thoughts on a consistent basis (everyday). I would also like to find another job. My ideal would be within my current company but if I have to go outside to find happiness and self worth then so be it. I also would love to find love and to have that one special person in my life to share with.

My target date to accomplish some if not all my goals is 9/10/11.

Well I woke up with this on my heart and now I am going to lay it back down but I shall be back soon.......


Thursday, November 25, 2010

THANKSGIVING 2010


Today was a wonderful day. I spent most of my morning finishing with my meal preperations. I also watched television with my daughter and worked on some of my homework for my final projects. It is really ironic how I am having to do a paper on MLK's speach "I Have A Dream." There are some things that are being placed in perspecitive for me. I am very thankful for the health of myself and my kids. I am thankful that with my health I am able to go to school and work so that I can continue to be a role model to my girls. And last but never least I am thankful for those I hold dear to my heart.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

“Inter-racial Dating And Black Men"



Black men have been the topic of numerous discussions lately regarding inter-racial dating. The unfortunate side is that the exposure has been showing them in a very negative light. The most played out news stories have centered on black icons. Their questionable actions have been used as a representation of every black male, and we are all being held accountable for their actions. And as much as I would hate to admit it or agree with the masses, I have too. So I, like so many other black women, have to ask, “Why do Black Men Prefer White Women?”

There are several reasons that come to mind when asked the question of why black men prefer white women when dating. The reasons are all a form of slavery both past and present. For one, white women have always and are still held on a pedestal. The media presents them as the mold for what beauty is and should be. When you look at any magazine on a newsstand you see white women with blonde hair and blue eyes that are very thin gracing every cover. When a black woman is considered special enough to grace the same covers, she has to have hair weaved down her back, with a very fair skin complexion or she is already successful. If you do see a darker black woman, she is too the very extreme as far as how dark she is. And only then is she considered to be exotic.

Through out history there have been many characteristics of black women that were deemed unsexy. The first example that comes to mind would be the color of our skin. Now tanning is a must among white women. Second would be the size of black women’s lips; and I was constantly teased in school for mine. Now getting Botox or Collagen is another must with white women. When black women wore their hair in braids it was deemed unprofessional. Bo Derrick decided to wear braids and even had the nerve to claim she was the first. Then it became a fad when it has always been a part of African culture. Last but not least we have the Gluteus maximus. Black women have always been know for being very shapely with full rear ends and it was always frowned upon. Now that you have women such as Jennifer Lopez, Kim Kardashian, Brittney Spears and many others who have ample behinds; it has become not only socially acceptable, you now have women running to get booty implants.

Black guys nowadays "like" white women purely for the accessibilities they provide. Young black guys seventeen to twenty-four like white chicks because at this age, he's like a selfish child so he wants and expects the world to cater to him. White women are notoriously known for "catering" to their guys. And they give the black guys more love and attention than they do white guys. What black guys don't realize is that the white women are using them just as much; if for nothing more than a social status raise. To be with a white woman, which has always been considered the forbidden is now a status symbol. Black guys twenty-five and older do it to "show off" to the world that they have made something of themselves. It is a way to say we have overcome slavery and slap society in the face.

“It’s a comfort zone for us. White women are not as judgmental and they don’t kick their men while they are already down. When they get mad they don’t degrade or insult us like black women do. They don’t pressure or nag and are not so hard on us when we are not doing well. Not to mention we can get away with more. So why would I not choose to be where I can be comforted and not scorned like a child” says Paul S.!

“I was raised in a predominately white neighborhood and went to a school where I was one of five black students. So white women are whom I am most comfortable with. I don’t really have anything in common with black women,” says M. Givens! “I date white women because of the perks. It is much easier for me to be accepted at certain gatherings or venues when I show up with a white woman on my arm verses a black woman. For example, when I went to my company Christmas party the first year, I showed up with a black woman and we had a fair time but I was very uncomfortable and so was my date. We were never really made to feel like we were part of the party. The following year I showed up with a white woman and the reception was totally different. Top executives I had know for years shook my hand and I was made to feel like I was finally part of the company. I was later invited to go golfing and was even promoted a few months later. I had been with the company for three years and no one ever said more than hello to me unless it was related to business. After I showed up at the party with a white woman, I was now part of the team. I was invited to mingle and network with top executive and other affluent people. I would have never gotten that being with a black woman,” says L. Riley.

A black man dating white women is no longer a fad or a way to be rebellious against society. It has become a way of life for those wanting to fit in and be successful in corporate America. It is also a modern day form of control and slavery over the black man. In order to survive and to not become a statistic one must play the game. White is still superior to black. White women give that comfort that a black woman is and will never be able to give when it comes to overall acceptance.