Tuesday, November 24, 2009

You ever see one of your parents get carried?

I remember when I was like 12 or 13 and had a couple of Ds on my report card.One day me and my dad almost got into a scuffle at the Kentucky Fried Chicken over in that Discount mart area.My father was the type of person that would say "ANYTHING" at any given time out of his mouth.He didn't have a problem belittling someone for a laugh or to drive home a point.We were at the counter at the KFC and he said "See if you keep making these Ds you are gonna be frying chicken for the rest of your life, like this man." He wasn't real loud but people could hear it, especially the man frying the chicken.Dude frying the chicken stepped up to the register "Who you talking bout? I'm a Correctional Officer by day, you need to watch your mouth!". So my father is like "I'm tryin to teach the boy about his report card, teach him some values".Dude looked like a thugged out Mike Epps. Dudes was like "Well dont be using me as an example! I got 2 jobs! I make blah blah yadda yadda.....I dont really need this job." I dont think that number impressed my dad because he smirked when dude said how much he made.That made dude furious. "I DONT SEE NOTHING FUNNY!! I can take my break and I will FUCK YOU and THAT LIL NIGGA UP!!! I remember thinking "Damn a young brother just trying get his lil 11 herbs and spices on and be out". By this time, everybody in the store is quiet. People are generally siding with the chicken fryer dude.They were like nodding their head when he says something and frowning when my dad say something.As if he was talking crazy. I remember we left without incident and when we got in the car my dad was talkin shit. "That nigga wasnt no Correctional Officer blah blah...I aint bout to fight no crazy man over no fried chicken." I remember thinkin nigga u got carried like shit.

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