I just feel like writing 1

You are reading my blog?? ....Yay...so my blog gets read ?. I don't know if you remember starting a blog ...but did you nearly delete it because you thought no one was reading and you might as well just keep a journal?. Well I did ...I was like what's the difference, I'm the only one reading it...then I decided it didn't really matter ... and now EUREKA you (yes you gorgeous you) are reading my drivel ;)

The best thing about blogging so far is getting to give people silly names :D ...to be honest I don't really need to anonymize anyone ...I just like the silly names ..I'm not yet sure what name to give the 'a one' I spoke about in my last post ...I'm still thinking ...

Emotional intelligence ...very important. In fact it is kind of hard to get ahead without it. I consider myself to be emotionally astute. I.e always know when people are not fond of me ...I may not know what to do to change it but the fact that I know helps.

There is a woman where I work I'll call her Vixen . Yes I'm loathe to admit it but the girl is fine (in the flat English ironing board sense of the word). For some reason we do not get along. I'm guessing 50% of the problem is that she sizes people up very quickly ...but she couldn't really do that with me.

You see I'm Black... but yet my accent is as posh as hers, I earn as much , I'm just as fine (even though she might not think so ...deep within her she knows) ...we are so similar but she can not relate to me because ...well I'm Black. We were at a party, and I spotted her staring at me, she could see me chatting and relating to other people and I saw her draw near wanting to hear what was being said ...because in her own little head she could not phantom what it could be that anyone else could possibly be saying to me ...well I'm Black. Bless her heart ...initially she would try to make small talk ...I could see her struggling with her prejudices ...she didn't want to accept that the reason why she didn't like me was because I was Black. So sometimes she's seek me out in an attempt to get to know me ...I felt sorry for her so I'd try to be accommodating. Girl I know we have only just met, but I have been dealing with you for years. I know you and I know your fears. I can sit here and pity you because I know what you don't. You see girl ...I am not displaced ... I have never been enslaved, my Black friends friends have PHDs, Dr, Msc, Bsc and £000,000, 000s (in Jesus name LOL) after their names. The only thing that stops me feeling that I am better than you and worth more than you is my humility and my faith. I walk with grace , and kind of like I own the place, and that confuses you??? ...well sorry to break it to you its cos I'm Black.

LOL...or maybe its me with the problem? seeing black shadows when ever I turn around? ...who knows ...but I'm so nice and luvable that its all on her ...Ok maybe its not cos I'm Black ...but all these Oyinbos get issues.