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28 years too harsh… the fall of Former Mayor Kwame Kilpatrick…… Crees Blog Entry

only meOur former Mayor Kwame Kilpatrick was sentenced yesterday to 28 years in prison, and today his Best Friend was sentenced to 21 years.

I had a discussion about it yesterday on my FB page and a lot of people didn’t agree with the harsh sentence that was handed down. Even if I thought it was too many years to serve…. when you’re a person with that much POWER and you’re found guilty of many serious accounts of fraudulent behavior…. understand that more was required, and trust me MORE TIME was given too.

I voted for this Mayor and even though he was very smart and could get a deal for the city as the LAWYER he was, he was a bully. The part that bothers me about the whole thing is that…. he became so greedy that he didn’t even think far enough down the rode to know that EVENTUALLY “what’s done in the dark would come to the light”. He didn’t think about his Mom who had been a Politician for many years and what it would do to her career. She lost the Democratic primary election in 2010. He didn’t think about his wife and the fact that if he ever got caught, she would either wait until he’s 71 years old to get out of jail, or if she’d divorce him, keep his last name…and find someone else. He didn’t think about that. He didn’t think about seeing his sons graduate from High School and College, or that he’ll never see his grand kids born, or attend his sons wedding. He will forever say to them “I’m sorry”, in everything that he’ll miss. Of course they’ll forgive him, but greed has caused him to ENJOY THE LUXURY of things that he’ll never see again.

I don’t feel bad for him…. I feel bad for all the people that this has been affected. I believe with all my heart that his arrogance and his silence about where the money is hidden, has caused him to get so many years. I guess he figured if I’m going to do the time, aint no use in telling where the money is.. lol My prayer is that he turn to God * we use to go to the same church, ((((Second Ebenezer))))) I saw him every Sunday before he was our Mayor*. All he have to do is ask God for forgiveness. I hope he study his bible and become a role model for the MEN locked up. You know God send wise people to jail to get them saved too. I truly believe with all my heart…. that’s his next assignment.

Be Blessed

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“OWN IT”……… Crees Blog Entry

nell, neisha brittneyI’m always teaching my kids in school to just walk into a room and OWN it.

I wish that I could “crack” the code on why some kids and ADULTS feel as if they have to walk into a room and make grand entrances with their loud talking, music in their ears *students* loud Hellos, talking across the room, that type of attention has always got on my nerves. I just believe that a woman should walk into a room and all eyes on her without even having to say ONE word. I believe that when she walks in…. The Spirit of God will walk in first and present her. Her smile will light up a room, her fragrance of Peace will greet everyone. I love when I first enter the room at work, where we meet and talk, and at the same time ……they say ” HEY SUNSHINE”. NONE of them call me LaCrease. They gave me that name when I first started, they say I bring sunlight into the job. What an honor. Lord is my witness if they knew me back in the day… they would say…. “Here SHE come with her face all turned up”. Thank God for growth.

There’s this student name Daja… she happens to be a Virgo. Last year when she was in the 9th grade ….she HATED ME… she even told me. LOL IKR? LOL I didn’t care I wanted her to get what I was telling her about herself. Its funny because it seemed as if she wasn’t listening, but this year she’s a totally different person. She calls me Auntie now. The point I’m making is…..at first when she walked into a room, she use to walk in hollering, talking loud, cursing, letting everybody know she HAS ARRIVED. Now… she comes in and she laughs with her friends and its normal, she speaks to the adults, she smiles and its always beautiful and peaceful. Her face glows, and she goes to her table and sits down. She gets it that she doesn’t have to holler and scream across the room subliminally letting it be known that she has entered the room. I told her BOSSES walks into a room and don’t have to say a word. I gave her this example….. I said when Dr. King (Principal) walks in… does he have to say ” Quiet everybody, I’m standing here”! No he doesn’t. When he walks into ANY room, the room gets instantly quiet, and then he speaks. She got that and I’m so happy for her future.

I love getting them one on one…. that way I make our conversations PRIVATE and PERSONAL. When I try to tell them something when they’re with their friends, they know I’m talking, but they don’t seem to want to comprehend what I’m saying because its “embarrassing”…. I guess they feel that I’m singling them out. I get that….. I was a kid before. This is why one on one is good for them.

Yesterday I was sitting alone, and one of my students walked past and I had always wanted to talk to her one on one. I called her over and asked her to sit down. Its funny because you can always see the “anxiousness* in their eyes as far as what I could possibly want. LOL I said Tiffany… you know how some gurls are “cute” and “pretty”? I said well you fall in the “BEAUTIFUL” category. I said I see how all the boys like you, and talk dirty to you. I said but let me say this to you. I said you may not get it right now, you may not understand it…. I said but just keep it in your “MENTAL FILE” in your head. She said okay and she listened closely. I said boys and men are going to chase you for the rest of your life because you are beautiful… I said whatever you do…. don’t give in to them. Don’t be the talk of the town, don’t let them have their way with you. Don’t let them misuse your body. I said save yourself for marriage. I said anytime a boy/man want your body so badly that they chase you the way you do…… AT SOME POINT BOO… YOU HAVE TO ASK YOURSELF…. WHAT DO I HAVE SO GREAT? I said to her KNOW YOUR WORTH. Its your body and your LIFE.

Be Blessed

Where works of the flesh exists, there is NO joy

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My Sister…..Cree’s Blog Entry

sis latrTonight I was watching Oprah’s “Where are they now” as she recapped the show where her Sister Patricia realized that they were sisters, it just bought me to tears. I had seen the original episode, and also this same “Where are they now” but this one tore me up. It reminds me so much of the story about my Sister. I know I keep writing on this subject, but I had known that she was out there somewhere since I was a young gurl. And to have her on my FB page and to see her post keeps her close to my heart.

When I saw tonight how the niece and Patricia took a blood test to determine if they were family, really made me think closer about doing this when ever my Sister * I believe we are* comes back to Detroit. I cannot stop thinking about this, and tonight I just cried and cried. My grand dad * my dad’s father* was married to her Aunt Lucy…. who I use to spend lots of time together when I was a kid. I loved my Grandma Lucy * passed away a few years ago*…. who was also her FAVORITE AUNT. And all the while my dad knew where she was, and how to contact her, but since it was a big secret in the family that she was his daughter… he didn’t. How all this came about….. one day.. my Sister knocked on my dad’s door and demanded answers. Someone in her family started talking and giving my sister answers. All while growing up she looked different than her other sisters, she knew something was wrong. All it takes is one family member who knows the truth, to spark the fire. I was the first person my dad called when my Sister left his apartment that day, because he knew I would find out, and I was the one he talked about her the most with.

As I was watching Oprah… I watched how happy Patricia was JUST TO KNOW her family members. It didn’t matter that Oprah is/was famous. I’m the oldest of the 4 of us from my mom and dad… but she’s older than me. So I see her as a “Big Sister”..someone I had to be to my siblings. I’m excited about that. I can see true LOVE in her eyes, in her mannerism, the way she looks at Oprah. She is very happy to have a Big Sister. I cried for her happiness. And as for Oprah’s mom, I hope that she can move on with her guilt, because really it doesn’t matter about the past anymore. Its okay that Patricia was given up for an adoption, because everyone is going through a healing process, and all that matters is the fact that….they’re all together now. See that’s the part my dad don’t get. He doesn’t want anyone to ask questions. Well.. I’m sorry dad you have daughters that ask questions. We aren’t mad or angry with you for what happened when you were a teenager. We don’t care, all my sister want is to be accepted. Give her that.

My Sister is now running for a seat in the US Senate. I am so proud of her. As for me…. I just want to kiss her, hug her, look at her, talk to her, listen to all of her stories, and even share some. My dad still haven’t called me * almost 3 months*, and I have no desire to talk to him. I don’t like the way he is handling things with my Sister because of his fears. And since he knows how I feel, in his mind… its easier for him to find something petty to be mad at me about. Growing up when he did it …. it bothered me… now….I’m keeping it moving.

Let me go to bed…..more this week.

Be Blessed

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Don’t Settle!!! Cree’s Blog Entry

IMG_1623Here are the notes I wrote down for today’s for Bishop T.D Jake’s Message called “Don’t Settle”.

  • God uses people that MOVE

  • Everybody Jesus called was busy

  • Romans 8:28 & Hebrew 11:1

  • Hope is an expected end

  • Abraham loved God, but he wanted to settle, saying maybe I misunderstood (HIM) God, maybe he meant this or that, maybe he didn’t say I will have a son. So he settled.

  • Covenant before circumcision, ( if its not helping me get there cut if off)

  • You don’t get saved so you can get right, if you were right, then you don’t need to be saved.

  • Change your name when you change your game

  • You can’t be who you were and be who you are at the same time

  • A house divided cannot stand ( will fall)

  • Get ya fight back Cree

  • I can’t make you believe it, but I can expose you to it

  • You go to Church to be FED not to be Acknowledged

  • Every conqueror has complications

  • As long as you see Church Leaders as “Heros” you will only see yourself as “Human”

  • Isaac will come out of me

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The lady who almost lost 40 years of memory * CONTINUED* Crees Blog Entry

angrycustomers*(Continued from yesterday)* Of course I wouldn’t hit an old woman, any one for that matter. But those are the thoughts that instantly came to my mind as she screamed at me while I was in the middle of helping her. I BE DAMNED IF I put up with the Fragrance of HER BITTERNESS,….. she dealt that sorry hand to herself….. I aint about to pay for that……gurlbye. 

But the LESSON in it for me was….. that it reminded me of why I left Walmart of almost 9 years in the first place. It reminded me that I was MENTALITY AND SPIRITUALLY maxed out at this kind of customer service work. In order words… being a cashier is no longer for me. She reminded me of all the lessons I learned about dealing with people like her. I have learned to fall back and to allow people to be who they were before they even entered the store. I realized and learned that its time for me to move on from this, and to move into my calling from God. At that point I realized that if I wanted to be a cashier I could easily go back to Walmart where I knew everything, knew everyone, trained cashiers, health insurance, and 401 to match. And did I mention. that I could make one phone call to the one of the 8 WALMART STORE MANGERS ( in different departments) who are my FB friends at ANY TIME to get my job back ? At that point I asked myself why am I here? This is SURELY not extra money.  LOL Just because I lived directly around the corner, and shop there daily, doesn’t mean that I should be working there, when I have absolutely no desire at all to do this type of work again. NO, NOT EVEN FOR EXTRA MONEY. I rather work with teenagers who I have to tell 11 times PER STUDENT a day to “go to class”, than to put up with GROWN ADULTS who carry the world on their shoulders, and the only way they feel it should fall off them, is on the LAPS of a cashier who didn’t see it coming………AINT GON HAPPEN. Been there DONE THAT. I rather tell a student 40 times to pull up his pants, than to tell an ADULT ONE TIME….. to not put her money on the counter to put it in my hand, as she would want her change. Its always drama with them….. ALWAYS… even with you’re speaking lessons to them, and telling the truth. 

So this morning ( Saturday) I’m going to call him * depends on if this rain stops*… because I really want to talk in person. I want to Thank him for hiring me off the streets and on the spot….. but I must continue the work of the Teens * I never quit my job at the school* and have no desire AT ALL to become a cashier PART TIME any longer. My next destination is to work at a Youth Center… and then MY own. I have to keep it moving…. I can’t go back and revisit “abandon buildings” that once LIVE AND THRIVED in my life. I appreciate all the lessons from working with the public…. but MY job in this area * cashier* IS A WRAP! 

Be Blessed 

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The lady who almost lost 40 years of MEMORY….Cree’s Blog Entry

flat tireSoooo……… yesterday morning as I stood in line to get a money order, I wanted to smile…. but I didn’t because it was taking the manager a long time to come to the customer service line. Even then when he came, he looked at me…… God told me to smile…. I didn’t and I felt bad about it, because of what happened next. I didn’t even want to make eye contact with him once he came because there were people in front of me and it wasn’t my turn yet. But for some reason he kept looking at me. When the turn was MINES, we took care of business, and then he asked me if he could talk to me in his office.
My daughter was waiting on me so that we could both go to work, and when she saw me go into his office… she had to have wondered “what the what” is she doing talking to him? LOL He said to me… I know sometime ago, you came up to me and you said ” One day I want to work in your store… and when the time comes ….you’re going to hire me”. Yea I told him that…. I’m a pretty bold. Then he said… “well I pretty much have a full staff, but I need someone to work on the weekends, and some afternoons.” He said if you’re interested, what day can you come in to train? I was shocked everything was happening so soon. I told him that I could come right after my first job TODAY. He was happy and I was back there at 3 pm and I worked to 6 pm. As he was leaving yesterday he asked me if I could come back on Friday which was today. I did.. I trained for 2 hours.
As I was ringing up this one customer…. I noticed that she wasn’t “wrapped too tight”. She was an older woman… appeared to have been in her day VERY BEAUTIFUL. Had money, a good life, a husband who loved her, educated, with very educated children. A woman who drove nice cars, clothes and shoes to match. But LIFE caught up with her, because she was selfish, mean, stubborn, and thought more of her self than she was. And for many years God held up his umbrella of GRACE AND MERCY for her, knowing one way or another if she would change her ways. Well, it appeared she didn’t… and LIFE caught up with her and rung her neck…… causing everyone who comes in contact with her to “wear” her fragrance of BITTERNESS…..along with herself.
My trainer says to me… she doesn’t need help, she don’t want to do it herself. She said… she comes in here everyday and mistreats me. She said I will ring her up, you can go around and help her but I’m not. The lady was standing there, saying loudly and sarcastic… “I NEED HELP”!!! As I was unloading her things, I asked her “are you okay maam”. I talk to everyone this way, always asking are they okay, just in case they need help, or if I feel that something is wrong that they’re not saying. She was unbelievable. She talked smart to the lady behind her who was trying to help , she was unlike any thing I’ve seen before. She was really holding up the line… after she paid for her things. She was taking so long to move and by then everyone in line was “DONE WITH HER”. LOL LOL They wanted her out of the way. So to move the line faster, I asked her again are you okay? She looked at me and said REAL LOUD…. “I TOLD YOU I WAS OKAY. HOW MANY TIMES ARE YOU GOING TO ASK ME THAT?” I just looked at her, and I promise the HEAVENS OPENED AND I SAW WHITE LIGHTS…. .I WANTED TO SMACK 40 YEARS OFF HER MEMORY. Put up the DEUCE SIGN TO MY COWORKERS…. POP THE LOCK TO MY VAN, DRIVE HOME SIT ON THE COUCH WITH MY LEGS CROSSED EATING A BOWL OF CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM WITH PEANUTS ON TOP. To calm me the heck down.

TOO BE CONTINUED

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Conversations with God…..Cree’s Blog Entry

thank godDear God,

As I sat here earlier watching Creflo Dollar LIVE in Bible Study, he was saying some funny stuff about this lady who always prayed for him and LOVED to serve. Then it triggered a thought about you and I. LOL LOL I realize something. LOL LOL I cant stop laughing. I noticed that the 2-3 times I ranted in September about things in my life, and how I ask you when am I coming out of this wilderness, and why this and why that. But I noticed that every time I cried and ask you 1000 questions, I got instantly sleepy. I remember so clearly those times, in the middle of my rant, you said ” take a nap La’Crease”. It was so loud and clear… I remember standing up and walking around crying, and you said it again… “take a nap LaCrease”. But I sat back down at my desk… then all of a sudden… I GOT INSTANTLY SLEEPY… I couldn’t fight it. So I got up and laid on the couch. When I woke up.. I remember (((LOL LOL))) feeling so GOOD…. but I never pieced it together until now, that you caused sleep to come upon me ALL those TIMES. LOL LOL This is the same story for all of those times. You told me to “take a nap”. I did. lol Its amazing how Creflo’s story triggered me to think about this. I was so sleepy, that I couldn’t fight it… at all. And I can fight some sleep!!!! Now that I think about it, I probably was ON the thin line with my thoughts, anger, and questions. I was so sleepy, but I still wanted to ask you questions. Wow… that is so funny to me. I know next time….. just to go and take a nap

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When God speaks to me…… Cree’s Blog Entry

cosignI just absolutely LOVE when God speaks to me about a situation that I just don’t understand. 

Working at a High School with teenagers IS A JOB. There are so many students, I can’t remember half their names… LOL But I know the faces of them all. When I’m out and a see a Teenager… I’m always looking to see if they’re one of “mines”. I LOVE my job, even though its stressful… I KNOW FOR A FACT that God gave me the mentality and the gift to be able to go in Mon-Fri and break up fights, send kids to the Dean’s office, give out money when they ask, clean up after them,  make them go to class, tell them to pull of their pants, to stop cursing, to leave the gurls alone, to stop playing so much, give them hugs, and pep talks, show LOVE to them, preach to them, pull them to the side and give them a “whopping momma” talk. This job is normal for me. This is my life, this is what I do. I am cut out for this. 

I work very closely with 2 other ladies. I enjoy working and moving around a lot. I like to move around and be in different areas of the building, and so last week I got into with one of them…. she’s an older lady. I ask God why is she acting FUNNY/FUNKY to me? He told me because I get done with my work faster now, since I found a quicker way to do things. Not only that… but because I chose not to work directly with her, and also because I help out with other things that I don’t have to do. In my mind I’m like NAW.. she’s not like that. LOL Didn’t she confront me about how I haven’t been working with her lately, and that I’m doing too much “other stuff”. She is NOT my SUPERVISOR AT ALL!! I WAS SO SHOCKED… GOD WAS RIGHT * as always*. She let me have it. LOL Now that I think back on last Thursday. LOL After she blasted me out * she’s so lucky I’m working on my ANGER ISSUES* She knew I was mad at her for acting jealous. I’m not sitting next to her everyday while there is work to be done. THIS IS ALL HIGH SCHOOL RELATED THINGS THAT I DO. Then today, she sat in her chair with her legs crossed and slept FOR 30 MINS. SMH This is why I refuse to work with her in that way again. People LOVE to make things all about them. 

I came to the conclusion.. that I need my own group. I need something more personal. I’m going to come up with a plan to get my group going. But it wont be in Detroit. 

Teens these days need someone who’s going to plant seeds into their lives, who care for them, who will teach them about consequences, who will hold them accountable for their actions, who love them, and who’s going to tell them the TRUTH. I work with teens… I REFUSE to bicker with ADULTS on the JOB, when its not about them. Then when I put my head down INTO MY CELLPHONE… and not join in on the conversations…. everybody wants to know what’s wrong with “Sunshine”…. nothing… I just don’t have anything to say. I don’t want to talk about anything but KIDS. SOME adults you can’t just sit and kick it with….. you gotta keep it moving… AND I PROMISE ON A STACK OF BIBLES….. IM THAT CHICK THAT KEEPS IT MOVING!!!! This is my gift my calling, and NO ADULT WILL GET IN THE WAY OF HOW I WORK, HANDLE BUSINESS, HOW I COMMUNICATE… AND ESPECIALLY HOW FAR I GO IN ORDER TO HELP MY TEENAGERS.
Anger triggers… let me go. * wink* 

Be Blessed 

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I want to meet my Sister…..*tears* Cree’s Blog Entry

my sisterI want to meet my sister so bad ( in above photo)…. She use to live here and I hate that I wasn’t persistent in meeting her when she was here in Detroit. I go to her FB page all the time… we favor so much. We talk on the phone, but we’ve never met.My dad had her before my mom and dad married. But the way her mom and my dad got together was sneaky as far as how their families  connected… and for years after years it was a secret to her and to us. My dad is so stubborn and wont take a blood test to give her/us CLOSURE. She aint missing nothing * with him*… yeah I said it. But me and my siblings want to meet her, and hug her and LOVE HER.
My dad lives one min from me and we haven’t spoken in almost 2 months. I just don’t get that.

My daughter is so mad at him because he’s so stubborn she told him that she’s not going to answer his calls because of the way he treats his daughters. But I have a sister out there who wants to be around him….. * throws hands in the air* SMH FOR WHAT? I’m so happy that I’m not stubborn. That kinda life keeps you in bondage. I’m so happy that me and my daughter are very close. Praise God…. and I will communicate, do flips and all sorts of things to keep it that way. My dad has always been this way, he use to go months and months without talking to his brother when we were coming up and all living at home. I never paid it any attention…. never knowing that one day it would be me. SMH. It pisses me off sooooo soooooooo so bad that he’s like this. How you not talk to your BROTHER FOR MONTHS AND MONTHS … then when your kids get older, you do them the same way. We all grew up in the same house, don’t you long to hear my voice, my laughter, my smile, my silly ness…. don’t you miss that? Wow… Well let me say this….. my dad has done me/us like this all of our lives, and for once in my life….. I’m so over his behavior. Once so much time has passed…. it doesn’t even bother me. He had issues with his mom. she sold him to his dad in court for $1.00 and I think he hasn’t gotten over that. If I didn’t have God in my life so deep….. I would be some where crying and depressed. He was the very one who taught me, my sisters and brother to be close…. and if NOTHINGGGGGGG else come out of this as God chose him to be my dad…. I LOVE MY SIBLINGS.. THANK YOU LORD FOR HANDPICKING THEM FOR ME!

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Oh Lawd its a Fire…..Cree’s Blog Entry

buildingSo, yesterday morning I was just getting in from running an errand before I went to work….sat down at my computer and the FIRE ALARM in my building went off. I said “Oh Lord its a fire”…. this alarm was different than when the fire Marshall come out and do safety sweeps… if you are ever so concerned about YOUR LIFE…. you knew this was real. The security team came over the PA system LOUD AND CLEAR NO MUMBLE JUMBLE WORDS……. and said “please do NOT use the elevator use the stairways”…. you aint gotta tell me twice.. especially not about a FIRE. I just cant die that way Lord. So, I’m already fully dressed, I grabbed my car keys, my credit cards and I hot tailed down the stairs so fast, you would have thought I was in training for a marathon. Fire? I don’t play that. LOL

We’re all running down the stairs, I smelled the smoke but I kept it “running” lol. Once we got outside… I felt so bad for the elderly people who had to walk down the 22 flight of stairs. And its funny because when I first moved in the building, I wanted to be on the higher floors for the Detroit River/Canada View. I was a little disappointed that I forgot to request the higher floors, ….. but baaaaaaaby after what I witnessed yesterday…. 7th floor is FINE WITH CREE. LOL I’m good!

It was about 9:35 am when it all happened. After I got outside it was FREEZING especially living blocks away from the River….so I went and sat in my van. As I’m watching the firemen enter the building, you didn’t see fire or smoke coming from any of the apartments. Next thing I see and hear is windows breaking out. I looked up and counted the floors, and GUESS WHO APARTMENT IT WAS? Remember this story… https://lacreasewalker.com/2013/07/04/virgo-men-are-something-different-crees-blog-entry-virgo/ It was my friend I was writing about in my blog. It started in his bedroom… now I know he has an oxygen tank because he had pneumonia. Next thing I see is EMS taking him out on a stretcher, and to the hospital. I know my crazy Virgo friend gave them HELL!!! He was looking okay, it was probably his breathing. I’ve been trying to call him, but his phone ringer is turned off. I hope he’s okay. Even though all we do is argue…. we had fun and I want so badly to see him right now.

Here’s what I did * laughing*.. ..(((my nosey self))) when I got off work, instead of going to my floor, I went straight to the 9th floor to see how his apartment looked…..if I could. When I got off the elevator his door was WIDE OPEN… they were letting the smoke air out… AND IT SMELLED HORRIBLE . I can’t stand the smell of fire… I almost had to leave. I didn’t go in his apartment, but it was surreal seeing a burnt apartment up close and personal. He had so many clothes and shoes… that it was CRAZY. I have never seen a man with so many clothes and shoes. As I stood in the doorway and looked into his apartment, it was clear that this fire didn’t start in the kitchen… it started in his bedroom. I told him about that smoking and I hope he wasn’t smoking with his tank in that room. It was burned REAL BAD in his room. I heard someone in the back and called his name, but the building crews were in there and so I left.

This morning I wasn’t feeling well so I went to the convenience store on the first floor to get some headache medicine… when a young white gurl on the elevator started talking about the fire. I was saying they did a wonderful job in getting us all out… then she says to me.. Well I only heard on siren. I looked at her and said “one siren”? I said gurl how many do you need to hear before you KNOW its a FIRE? I guess she thought I was going to side with her…. I can’t there were too many sirens going off, not only that but a member of security announced several times, many times, lots of times to evacuate the building. So when I started asking her questions like.. even when you heard the first siren why did you hesitate? She didn’t want to talk about it anymore. She wanted me to AMEN the fact that she said she heard only one siren…. and my reply (((((IN MY MIND AND ON MY FACE…. WAS))))).. if you didn’t hear all those warnings…. you just didn’t give a DAYUM. I aint mad at cha….. BUT AS FAR AS FOR MEEEEEEEEEE….. I’m hitting the stairs BOO. LOL I looked at her as if to say gurl.. I be dog gone if I stand here and hold a conversation with you while you talk crazy…. and I NOT ASK YOU QUESTIONS based on this stupid story you’re trying to share….gurlbye. LOL

Thank God everybody got out safe and everything is alright!!! Amen

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