you know what i realized today?
i get my energy off people who have made it.
now not these social media attentionistos,
but people i meet who are content in their lives.
they know their financial limits,
but they are able to afford nice things and go interesting places.
those kind of people inspire me.
they make me aspire for greater.
tonight was pretty interesting in realizing that…
so i went to dinner with a vixen i met at work.
she doesn’t work at my company,
but she does work in my building.
we met while we were in the elevator a month ago.
she complimented me on my outfit:
“i like a man who knows how to dress.”
“i like a woman who does as well…” was my reply.
…and from there it was on every time we saw each other.
today we had lunch together.
i don’t really play around with the people i work with anymore.
strictly there to do a job and get the fuck out.
she told me she was taking a little trip to saks after work.
i couldn’t resist.
i admired how she knew all the sales people.
they call her when something “new” comes in.
i also admired how she was black and playing by her own rules.
even while married to a just as successful wolf with a kid.
the way she made the snow bunnies run back and forth>>>
dropping her american express card on the counter>>>
the look of “bow down” when it went through>>>
it was exhilarating.
she told me about her life and how it took her to reach this point.
she is the manager of her department.
she said something around the lines of:
“while these other chicks were at the club every night,
fuckin baller this and that,
i was home getting my education.
i was working long hours.
now those same chicks that had a lot to say about me…
…broke and washed up.
don’t look at the people in the race.
look at your pace and focus on the goal.
people who are moving fast burn out just as quickly.”
i felt that heavy.
she said she didn’t know me that well,
but she could tell i was about my business.
i exude an air of confidence and “i got this”.
there was many times she wanted to say something to me before,
but she said she felt intimidated.
between how i dress and “the face”,
she didn’t know how to approach.
i told her i didn’t like that at all.
“NO YOU NEED TO LIKE THAT!”
she reassured me that and good thing.
it lets “mess” know off the strength i’m not about it.
“the places you are trying to go with your life,
because i know this style and handsome ain’t gonna go to waste,
you need that intimidation.”
“i got you brotha!
she wants me to come over to her condo one of these days.
meet the hubby.
have some dranks.
i may just take her up on that offer.