Punk’d

Background

Grew up watching the show Punk’d.

Quickly developed a boy crush on Ashton Kutcher.

He made everything look easy & smooth; forever spoilt by it.

Today

Today feeling the same way.

6:30 AM Train Ride

As I rode the train into work, a young man came in.  He immediately picked a fight over a bike parking spot.

He affirmed that the area being occupied is there for bikes and others should move; especially another man standing there.

I think, based on how the request was communicated, the current occupant refused to move.

The biker was not very happy that his wish was not immediately acquiescence.  He started shouting and clearing the pathway for a fight that he was going to pick.

He continued that he had the same problem in prison with the same people.

And, made it known his Aunt just passed last night and he was in no mood for the current state of affairs, especially today.

Unfortunately, I was standing close to the Intercom and I was elected to communicate the state of events to the Train Conductor.

I reluctantly did so.  Upon being asked by the train conductor for the Bus Number, I replied as the number was right underneath the speakers.

The Train continued on.

But, the mood did not soften.

Words was communicated to another man.  Somehow the biker guy said that this new man was not his brother either, but he looked past everyone and said I was.

At each stop, the young man with the Bike asked the other man to meet him outside so that they can settle the matter.

The spot owner refused to meet outside.

After a couple of stops, a Police Officer came in, placed handcuffs on the biker and led him off the train.

Standing outside, the Police Officer asked us whether anyone was harmed.  And, we replied No.

12:30 PM Lunch

As I went to lunch, ran into my home girl.

She was happy to see me and offered that she just came back from Down South; not far from where I grew up.

And, that she was there for two weeks.

She was walking her dog and she spit knowledge like she prone to.

Can’t talk enough about and for her.

Too deep and so let us save something for Spoken Words; in her case Toast Masters.

Less we go too far, for once, let us remain topical.

As her dog used the bathroom, a young un-sheltered lady approached and started talking at her.

The new lady let my friend know she should stop following her.

We turned around shortly after that.

We are only able to go for short spasms before we had to look back and tend to the words being spitted at us.

Finally, I had to tell the “un-sheltered” that this is my friend and if there is a problem she can take it up with me.

Gladly she replied that all she needed was 85 cents.

And, I said yes I have that.

Brothers, standing by, let us know that were being punked.

I supposed they could tell we were unaccustomed.

My friend went down the stairs to the train and the other lady and I went to the store.

As someone who never has cash, thankfully it is only $2.50 to get funds out of the ATM.

A little less than that to my new friend.

She promised to pay it back to my other friend, the next time she sees her.

Free and Clear

Family, let us continue to keep it Free and Clear.

Keep it simple.

Listening to G-Dep.

And, so that is that and this is now.

He implore us….

Have God work through us.  Never placing aside the act of contrition.

Telling people how we fell, is often considered as an act of weakness.  And, so sometimes it has to stay in same circle.  But, at least that way we get it off our shoulders.

Nothing really Intricate.

What is cool and what is not not.  What it means to be a man.

Listening

  1. Kierra ‘Kiki’ Sheard
    • Hear This – Kierra ‘Kiki’ Sheard
      Link
  2. Trin-I-Tee 5:7
    • Trin-I-Tee 5:7 – God’s Grace
      Link
  3. Kevin Michael
    • Kevin Michael – It Don’t Make Any Difference To Me (ft. Wyclef)
      Link

Addendum

@ 2:00 PM

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@ 3:29 PM

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