I don’t miss my job. It’s ok that I got fired, truly. But I do miss one or two people there. Especially 1 certain person; you know who you are.

Here’s to Grilled Panini’s, sandwhiches where the meat slides out the back of the bread when you bite it, secrete love affairs with strangely tall mexicans, our sons, keys hidden on the highest most shelves where midgets can’t reach them, crying for no reason at work, unauthorized movie downloads, taking 1 week to watch a movie, movies about Scottish kings that only spend the first 3 min in Scotland, thinking outside the box, and getting fired over your nutz.

Damn, what a ride. And what a friend.
Miss you “Z”.

Damn, I gotta get this soft shit outta my head. Back to pimpin.

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The bus is dark as hell. My bitch is reading “The coldest winter ever” by the light of my laptop. Teven camble’s “always in my heart” is playing through her headphones. That laptop, and the glare from my cell phone are the only lights on this entire bus. We’re sitting in the rear most seat and from this position I can see the strange silloettes of all of the other passengers.

Only a couple of the riders are worth mentioning. Theres this weird, greasy, white guy who, while obviously is not an elvis impersonator, was deifinately influenced by the king of rock-n-roll’s style. This strange guy felt the need to use the bathroom twice within a 10 minute period. Ewww. Why did she sit next to this damned bathroom?

There’s a decent looking black chick sitting 1 row up, and to the right of me. Looks to be in her mid 30’s. Fancily dressed in varios shades of brown. Accessory queen. Nice leather boots with the heels. I don’t think she’s a hoe though so Im not sure why she’s worth mentioning.

Oh wait, now I know why. Fancy girl with the boots almost slipped and fell on some snow during our 1st and only rest stop. This young kid and I saw that and expressed to each other how heartily we both would’ve laughed if the fall had actually happened.

Keeping in mind my promise to small talk at any chance I have, I asked him if he was going home to detroit or leaving home for detroit. He’s going home. Said he’s been living out in Vegas for a while but caught some type of drug case, so now he’s going back home. I took this opportunity to ask him where the hoe strolls were in Detroit. How funny it was to see his eyes light up as he spoke to me about Michigan ave. He says, he doesn’t know how it is now in this cold, but promised that ‘they’ be out there in the summer time. Hmmm, mybe I’ll come back in the summer.

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Woke up this morning and decided that it was time to move around. I have this feeling that we’re not going to make any money just sitting around waiting for it to come to us. No way. So I when she opened her eyes, I said “Wake up Bitch we’re going to Detroit”.

She is scared out of her mind. Not fearful of me, just fearful of the unknown. Strangely I’m not. I know that if all else fails, the bus ride home is only $40. The Bitch’s legs were trembling as the bus left the terminal. She looked at me and lied to both me and herself when she said, “I’m ok”. I don’t know what the hell she’s worried about, its just another city.

I need to be great. I’m not going to get there sitting around in a hotel room or sitting around at home being unemployed. No way. It’s time for me to get out there and learn this game. Detroit gets us both (Both me and the Bitch) out of our comfort zone. I plan on coming back to Chicago with a couple grand in my pocket. And hopefully, a new hoe.

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Got fired from my job Thursday. I said some in appropriate things to a very big customer through web chat. It doesn’t really even bother me though; a combination of ‘I knew it was coming’ and ‘I’m finally free’. My only regret is my Baby Momma and my son must now move from their house. That’s ok though too, as we could never really afford that house.

I’ve been fired from many jobs, but this is the first time that I didn’t feel scared. Instead of the usual ‘what am I going to do now’ I simply asked my friend “D” to take me to my Bitch so I can get to work.

If I ever work for someone else again, I have marketable skills now; something that I never had before.

So I guess I can translate “You’re fired” to mean “You’re free”.

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Blew the new hoe. Damn.

When a new hoe is introduced to your pimpin, the first 48 hours are the most critical. For the first 48 hours, I wasn’t even there. I had to go home to my family, and I had to goto work.

For three days the hoe called. Each time she expressed with the utmost sincerity that she was on her way to the hotel. Each night she never showed.

One time I spoke to her on the phone; my intention was to motivate her to come back to us. I recorded the entire 14 minute conversation and emailed it to my Bitch; she said it sucked.

What about it sucked? We spoke about her ex too much, I gave her too much room to express her own opinion when I should’ve been putting my opinions in her head, there were too many silent moments where I didn’t have anything to say; basically, I didn’t really lead the conversation.

I asked my bottom bitch “So, conversation is the only thing standing in the way of me and millions?”. She replied yes. After that I swore to myself that I would improve my conversational skills. I decided that I would make small talk with everyone I see. Anyone who’s in my suroundings for more than 30 seconds will be spoken to. Small talk has NEVER been my thing, but I’ll be changing that.

I also decided that I wanted to do something kind of dangerous; I want to play the dozens with my Bitch.
Now, this bitch has had some pretty ruthless ex-pimps. They tore her down verbally on a regular basis. As a defense mechanism, she had to come back. She said that she would have 5 comments ready to follow her 1st comment. As they went back and forth slinging insults at each other she would constantly be preparing her next 5 attacks.

As a part of my training I think I need to be quicker with my witty comebacks. So I asked her to play the dozens with me. She was all too eager to participate. I don’t know if it’s a good idea to give a hoe a free pass to say what she wants to her pimp, but its something that I think I must learn.

Of course in our 1st time playing, the hoe ate my ass up. Hah, funny.

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