Um, excuse me sister
I heard about this post from George and Aaron. I'm just gonna link to it real quietly. If you don't mind.
…Dude: "Mmmpf...mmpf...mmpf."
Me (slowly getting pissed): "What!"
Dude: "You should behave like a black woman and not like these people."
Me: "Excuse me, what are you talking about?"
Dude: "When a black man asks you a question, you should act like a black woman and answer. You shouldn't be racist like these people."
Me: "What...are...you...talking...about?"
Dude: "You look like an angel from heaven and should learn to behave."
At this point I heard this tiny little voice in my head. It was a familiar voice...a voice from a person I thought was long gone.
Yes. Lashunda was coming back from beyond. Maybe she'd found a seat at the back of the plane. As her spirit took shape and bloomed through my veins, I felt myself, Rashunda, rising out of my body. I was transformed into a mere spectator, floating overhead, powerless to stop what was unfolding below. I watched as my neck and head started to move from side to side as the words came out:
Trust me, y'all, boy had it coming.
