Don't Do What They Tell You, #2

After school special sh*t, for real. Check this…

Okay, so my US history class. I’m co-teaching with this dumb white bitch. 25, super republican (I’m the special ed IRR teacher in the classroom). She decided to give up teaching. She said that. She stated she refuses to teach the kids because they are bad and she has more important things to do in her other classes and her masters classes (not school related). Whatever, same old.

Anyway, the kids hate her. I hate her. There is a group of four who sit in the back and haven’t done anything since day one. All hispanic gangbangers. BTW, it’s a repeater class, everyone in there has failed the class at least once. Anyway, the 4 in the back, I asked them if they wanted to work, they said no, and I said fine. As long as you are quiet, I will leave you be, but if you ever want to start, I’ll do whatever it takes to help you.

Anyway, one day one of the four was talking to me, god came up. I don’t know how. He told me he saw god. He also told me the ammount of drugs he’s done in life and is always flashing gang signs, so whatever. I told him I don’t believe in god. He said god was real, I said maybe, but I don’t believe in him. If he’s male.

A few days later he asked to talk to me outside. My lack of faith really bothered him. He told me he’s seen some sh*t in life, bad sh*t, bad enough that god has talked to him and is his salvation. I said, "the judeo christian god?" he said , no, just god. god god.  I told him, well, I was a cop for 7 years, I’ve seen enough things to make me not believe in god. I told him I respected his piety, but it wasn’t for me. I asked him why he was so worried about my faith. He said he liked me and didn’t want me to go to hell. I said, if your god exists, he would want you to work harder and prove yourself to him.

Yesterday he brought me a book. He asked me to read it. It was some book about god. I said I would read it, then we would talk about it, but I still don’t believe in god. Then he asked me if I would get him all of his make up work so he could catch up. I went and got him his work, we talked, and I’m sure we’ll talk tomorrow.

True story yo. Take it for what you will…

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Beautiful Night

My friend James Bond (yes, his real name) had an event with David Beckham.  My man James owns Undefeated (of ENTOURAGE fame) and they are collaborating on a sneaker line for Adidas.  So this was the party.

I get there, there’s a line down the block.  Press and red carpet in full effect.  I hit my man on the text, he gives me the name to drop, and I get in. 

Inside, there’s a DJ spinning with a live trumpet player blowing.  I see Lupe Fiasco, actors from the cast of MODERN FAMILY and GREY’S ANATOMY, Quincy Jones and three of his daughters, Snoop Dogg, Eva Longoria, Ciara…I’m sure there were folks I’m forgetting and folks I didn’t recognize.  Plenty of pretty people and free drinks.

James introduces me to David Beckham and his wife Posh.  They seem very nice, especially David, who seems very relaxed and well mannered. I know he must be cool because there’s no way James would work with anyone who isn’t, no matter who they are.  It’s a nice look for everybody.

I sit down next to Quincy Jones.  He gives me a bear hug and kiss on the top of head.  I introduce James Bond and his wife Karen (a major artist herself) to Quincy.  Q and I then talk business for a while, then Eva Longoria stops to chat with Q so I give her my seat. 

I talk with one of the actresses I just worked with on a TV show.  After working with me for the week she wanted to know who I was so she googled me. 

Then I meet a young man who was an extra in HOUSE PARTY and he tells me about all the celebs he’s met and bedded since then.  He’s doing well and I’m happy for him.

I meet Kanye’s ex Alexis, the fashion designer.  She seems nice, a quiet young lady, very pretty. 

James’ wife Karen is a major artist herself, and I talk with her and a gallery dealer. 

I pass on the food because I’ve got a vegan meal at home.  For most the night has just begun but I head home; I got to take my daughter to school in the morning and prep for my directing gig next week after that.

My wife and I discuss Halloween costumes for our daughter and whether a trampoline in the backyard will wear out my son so that he sleeps through the night. 

For a lot of people in my business, that would be an unremarkable night. But I’m grateful that I still enjoy what a lot of people take for granted.  

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