Well, I've only been back in Louisiana for six days (after a perfect holiday vacation to Utah) but already the craziness continues here on the bayou. Just as a quick side note, I want to start by saying that I hope my posts about life here aren't offensive to anyone. My purpose is mostly just to write all of the crazy things that happen here down so that Jeremy and I have memories to look back on once we move. If I offend anyone it's not intentional, these posts are purely for kicks and giggles.
Story number one begins with a man who is celebrating his birthday, and just living it up basically. His night begins with a giant gold chain that he decides to wear around his neck (everyone needs a little bling right), but his family and friends decided that this gold chain needs a little spice, a little something extra, so they go about pinning several hundred dollar bills all around it. Well now it's time to hit the town, but first this dude decided he needed go to a local gas station, pick up a snack, and gas up the car...all while still sporting his chain. This is where the problems begin. He rolls into the "hood" of all gas stations in Thibodaux with the bills in plain sight. Well, he's gasing up his ride when two thugs roll up packing heat. They immediately demand that he hand over the bills...he can keep the gold chain though. So after being robbed at gun point the birthday boy pulls out his own pistol and shoots one of the robbers in the leg. What the...I guess along with the bling he's also packing heat. I just have one question though...in less your name is Flavor Flav, what kind of jack a** goes around wearing a giant gold chain pinned with hundred dollar bills?? The moral of this story, leave the birthday bling at home next time.
Story number two takes place at the very hospital where I work. It's evaluation time right now, and one of the girls I work with is put in the hot seat. She's had several complaints that she is rude, doesn't do her work and mouths off to the nurses...SHOCKER!! So anyway, she's having her eval and these issues are brought to her attention. She is told that she is now on probation, and that she has 30 days to shape up or she will be shipped out. Her response..."I'm straight hood, you can't expect me to change who I am or to become something that I'm not"...in other words, it's unrealistic to expect her to be pleasant to work with and to have a stronger work ethic. What happens from here??? Well she's still working with us, so we'll see if she can improve her hood-like attitude. The moral of this story, don't ever tell your boss that you are "straight hood" during your evaluation.
Once again...welcome to Louisiana!!
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Story Time!!
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4 comments:
That is so crazy shizzle B! Nothing quite compares to the Bayou Folk!
Wow, total winners, i'm going to be shipping you pepper spray & a moron shield, clearly there are a few of them.
what are you talking about B, i sport my gold chain and franklin's every where I be. Thats straight up utah
Wow, Brooke, I am dying laughing! This post ranks right up there with the crazy names that people come up with in the Bayou.
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