So, there I was; waiting at the Commuter train platform. I was a little thirsty so I jogged over to the little ‘mom and pop’ stand across the trax. As I’m stepping up and grabbing a couple Gatorade drinks, I catch this white kid (high schooler, i guess) standing behind me, playing with his pants or something.
So there I was. The nice clerk lady was drying off my bottles, when I hear this voice from behind me.
“Yo dawg, you needs to hurry up. I gotta get my grub on.”
So I slowly turn around and behold this ‘kid’ of the caucasion persuasion, standing with his cap twisted to the side, a fuzzy bomber jacket, some Timb’s and cargo jeans about 4 sizes too big.
“What did you say to me?” I asked him.
“You needs ta hurry up, dude!” Grabbing his pants.
About this time, I kinda chuckled. “What? I don’t understand you?”
“I needs… ta…. get… me…. some….”
Now I was mad. “Speak English, Boy!!! I can’t understand a word you’re saying!”
Finally, he said. “I wanna get something to eat!”
This i understood. So i told him “Oh. Okay.” And as i grabbed by drinks I told him. “Suggestion, dude. Your White! Go to school! Take Advanced English or something, so you can get yourself a damn job. Trust me!”
God, I feel old.
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Came thru by way of Fave’s site and I am over here laughing and reminiscing! I’m also glad you had the presence of mind to check lil’ man! not that I’ll accept it from our kids but when I see white kids doin’ it I know that is’ more than likely an act and they really need to quit. I’ve had to do that a few times too…. there’s been times when I’ve had to say,” Come on dude, quit playin’ yourself. If I stepped out of my head and called your bluff or called my boys, you’d go start screamin’ all feminine-like.”
…and I’m a female and with all of his acting abilities, can you believe that he suddenly became a scholar? Go figure! Great post though! Enjoy your day!
Thanx, Ms. Blaize. Stop by anytime!
~Ms. Blaize