USS Clueless: Earth to Timi

I knew that I would regret attending the wedding. It was the most ghetto & embarassing spectacle that I have ever witness before in life. I left before the wedding was over. It was quite possibly the most ignorant shit I've ever seen before.

On the morning of, I woke up & got dressed. I went to the hospital to see my papa. I sat with him for a minute. I knew the wedding was to start at 3pm. I figured if I left Delaware at 12, then I could make it to Waldorf on time for the wedding. Nothing ever goes as planned. I was in no rush to arrive early either. I didn't leave here until 1:30 or so...I think it was later. I used my directions printed off of Mapquest. I arrived in Waldorf at about 4 o'clock. I thought that I'd walk in during the exchanging of the vows. To my surprise, my uncle Clint greeted me at the door to tell me that the bride & groom weren't even there yet. WHAT THE!!? I was like, "You are not serious!"

I walked into the church and it looked like a regular church service. Word yo...a preacher was preaching. I thought he was giving a word to kill time. Nah...homeboy was giving a forreal for-serious sermon. I sat there and listened to the man speak. As I sat there, I looked around to see any familiar faces. I saw a few. The church was half decorated. I didn't see any frantic faces. No curious onlookers. I was hot. I stepped out for moment when my job pager started to buzz. I called back, and I was asked to head to Richmond after the wedding was over to fix some issues with our scan server. I said that I would do it because I knew that I'd have to be in Richmond Monday anyways.

My cousin, the bride, arrived a half hour later...almost 2 hours late for her own damn wedding! Un-fricken-believable! The groom arrived shortly thereafter. The event just got worse from there. A bunch of people showed up as the bride & groom arrived. Im thinking to myself, "Did the wedding time change AGAIN without me knowing?" I felt like I was the only sane one in the whole place. They announced the start of the wedding. I really believe that the people already present at the church had no idea that a wedding was taking place. They just showed up believing they were going to attend a church service. lol. That's really bad.

The wedding got under way. All 26 of the bridemaids and groomsman made their way down the aisle. They were dancing down the aisle. It looked like some stuff that you see in those funny email forwards. You never really expect to see this kind of mess in real life. I was embarassed for my cousin. No...actually I wasn't...I was just embarassed to be there. This is an example of why I don't deal with my father's side of the family. They just epitomize everything that's negative about black people. I'm convinced that the only sane people in my father's family were my grandmother (God rest her soul) and my grandfather. Even my father was a bit insane. I'm not perfect, but I thank God that I was raised around my mother's family.

Somebody sang. Some little kid rapped. Somebody did their "rendition" of an African tribal wedding dance. It looked more like go-go set at the club. Word...I can't even make this isht up. My cousin Shana flew in from Phoenix to see the wedding. She & I looked in shock for much of the time. It was now time to exchange the vows. Two people objected to this wedding taking place. One person jumped up and said, "You all are two young for this. You need to give it some more time."

More time? My cousin is 28. I believe her groom is slighly older. They have 2 kids and they've been together since forever. How much more time do they need. They been playing "Husband & Wife" for the last 6 years...as far as I'm concerned, this wedding happened too late. All things settled after the first outburst. The vows continued. The rev asked if there was anyone else present who didn't see why the couple should marry. Another person stood up. I don't know who she was. All I know is that she kept saying, "You aren't good enough for him. She's not good enough for you. You deserve better. He's not good for you."

It was chaos after that. My cousin Shana started cuttin up. I thought she was one of the normal ones. I was wrong. I stayed long enough. I had to go. I couldn't stand it any longer. I kissed my grandfather goodbye and I left. At that time, it was about 7ish. I asked for directions to Richmond and I was on my way.

I stopped in a Walmart on the way down to VA. While in the store, I lost my purse. My cell phone, car keys and everything was in it. I was having a fit. All kinds of strange thoughts ran through my head. I was thinking that someone picked up my purse and would now try to steal my car. I got the brilliant idea of going outside to the parking lot to wait for anyone who attempted to steal my car. I had an experience like that before. I go hard for my car...seriously. I thought about going inside to get a guard, but I was afraid to leave my car. I waited almost an hour outside. It never crossed my mind that there might be good Semaritans around. A couple walked over to me and asked if I was ok. I explained what happed. They offered to sit and watch my car while I went inside for help.

While inside, I went to the customer service desk. I saw a lady standing at the counter with my purse. I don't think that I've even been so happy in my life. She said that she found the purse in the bathroom. That's the last place I remember having it. I thanked the lady. I offered to pay for her items, but she refused. She told me that she returned the purse because had the situation happened to her she would've wanted someone to return her purse. God Bless Her.

I went to my car and thanked the couple looking out. I headed back on the road. I stopped to get food. I arrived in Richmond at about 11ish or so. I checked into a hotel close to my company's Richmond office. I arrived at the office at the start of their 3rd shift. I took care of some paper work and got the servers back up and running. I didn't do everything that I was asked to do because I was tired. I said that I would be back in the morning to finish an audit for that shop. I went back to the hotel, turned my phone off and crashed.

I left Richmond shortly after 3pm. I was supposed to stay longer, but I recieved a call stating that I needed to come home asap. I headed back to DE. Everything was all good until I got into an accident. This old lady made a left turn in front of me and I ran right into her. This is why old people shouldn't be allowed to drive. She made the left without any regard for other in the oncoming lane. Talk about unbelievable. I JUST got my car fixed from another accident that happened to me. I was in shock. I sat in my car for a minute trying to comprehend what happened. I was scared. I didn't see the lady moving and that frightened me even more. I got out of my car and walked over to the lady. She was hurt. People were asking me if I was ok. I told them that I was fine. My back was hurting slightly, but it was nothing that merited a trip to the hospital. The police officer advised me to go just in case. I went. I was released. I went to check up on the lady that caused the accident. Nobody would tell me anything because Im not her immediate family. I prayed that she was ok. I left my number to be given to someone close to her. Her son called me later that day. He told me that she's a bit shaken, but she's going to live. Talk about a sigh of relief.

The damage to my car seems almost insignificant when a human life is involved. I'm happy that the lady is still alive. I pray for her well-being.

As for me, I'm still ok. My car is jacked up, but I'm ok. I think I'll be taking the bus...that is until the insurance company gives me another car. Dang...all this could've been prevented if I had just stayed home.

Nothing is ever than simple though. :(