i should be in the imax theater watching “black panther”.
i got a good seat too.
i reserved my ticket and i just had to get there.
on my couch crying as i’m typing this.
it’s pretty long,
but it will be my last entry for the day…
so this morning,
i woke up at like 715am.
od early for a saturday,
but only because i had to get my laundry.
i did a drop off last weekend and it was done.
it was 51 lbs and cost me 42 dollars.
i got back in the crib after lugging that shit home,
but i had some time to spare.
the movie was at 10am on 34th street.
20 minutes from my apartment.
i get in the shower,
get dressed in all black,
and by that time it’s like 845am.
i called a lyft line because i saw i had a promo deal for it.
it cost me 20.86,
it said the driver would be at my crib at like 910am.
that was pushing it,
but it said i’d be at the theater by 958am.
i noticed his time keeps changing and his cartoon car is going down the fdr drive.
that is the complete opposite direction from my spot.
so i call him and he didn’t answer.
i sent a message to his phone too.
it’s saying he is gonna get to me by 930am,
which meant i wouldn’t be there til 1027am.
when i hit that immediate cancel:
YOU’LL BE CHARGED A 8.00 CANCELLATION FEE
so i took the “L”.
i said to myself i’d deal with it on the way thru email in a uber.
i hit up uber at like 915am.
i’m like pacing in my crib at this point.
the car is gonna be outside in 4 minutes.
i’m legit watching this car not moving at all.
the time keeps changing for when i’ll arrive at the movies.
i walk out the door and he still ain’t moving.
i hit cancel as i’m outside walking down the street.
so now i’m getting real tite.
i say let me hit the train and see if it’ll get me there quicker.
63 MINUTES UNTIL THE NEXT TRAIN
i’m feeling defeated at this point,
but i wasn’t gonna give up.
so i hit uber AGAIN.
the uber is like 30 dollars,
which i don’t have,
but the pool is cheaper.
he is 4 minutes away and his car is coming towards me.
at this point,
it’s like 925am,
but it says i’ll get there like 1014am or so.
i can miss the trailers.
i get in this car and he driving,
this pineapple gonna get a request for a ride in another fuckin’ direction.
so he swings a left and we headed towards the opposite direction.
all the while,
he’s lecturing me on why i should have taken a regular uber.
we get to some vixen’s house and she ain’t even downstairs.
by this time,
it said by the time we drop her off,
and get me down there,
it would be a 1045am arrival.
i cancelled my movie ticket.
so i tell him let me out.
i’m deep in the hood by some projects i’m not even familiar with.
siri tells me it’s gonna be a 30 minute walk to get back to my crib.
i wasn’t gonna cry on that walk home.
not in the hood i wasn’t.
i needed to be all the way aware of where i was going.
as soon as i got in the crib tho,
i called my home-vixen and cried like a fuckin’ baby.
it’s like i can’t stop either.
ya’ll know how much i wanted to see this movie.
not only did i lose my good ass seat,
i lost the money for the ticket for the late cancellation,
and all these cancellation charges for these cabs.
to add insult to injury,
all the showtimes are sold out for the weekend.
i’m gonna go lay down.
lowkey: went to be early,
had my clothes out,
and woke up feeling good.
now i’m headed back to bed in a full depression.