Sunday Reflection: My Confession, My Disease

Greetings Fam, another week has drawn to a close and another one has begun. My weekend was uneventful for the most part. I put in some work on both businesses to keep my momentum going and through it all I’m staying focused on my next move. I feel myself changing in a good way; like growing into a stronger me. I’m more focused, more open to new ideas, more patient and more grateful for what I have in my life. It’s plain to see I have gotten my swagger back! I chop all this up to just doing what it is I love. Sure things will change over time but for now I’m feeling great!

So I’m sitting here at my keyboard and I realize that I have a disease. Yes Fam, your Hustleman is in a state of dis-ease. I have thoroughly diagnosed myself and I have come to the conclusion that I have what some call Notrikmeitis. It used to be a very common disease but it seems more and more people have never come down with it. Fortunately I’m not one of them.

Notrikmeitis is a natural allergic reaction to bullshit. Yes I know… please don’t feel sorry for me I’ve had it for many years now and I know some of you out there do too. We just seem to be able to feel an allergic reaction coming a mile away. Let me illustrate my point.

So I’m at my hustling spot Friday. New York showed up ready to grind and feeling a bit of pressure because his woman’s father just passed and she had to run off out of state to make funeral arrangements and maneuver some things around. She’ll be gone till December so he took it upon himself to take care of both their households. Stand up dude no doubt, that’s just how he is. Anyhow… part-timey, turned broke hustler, Big Boy E shows up. Hmm… haven’t seen this guy in almost 2 weeks, ever since I loaned him 5 dollars. If it was that easy to get rid of him I would have done it sooner. I’m not trippin’ over 5 dollars, I’m trippin’ over his constant lines of excuses and all out bullshit.

This dude, Big Boy E, is supposed to have a job, a landscaping business and he hustles on the side. Yet he rides the bus (I’m not knockin’ that, I could end up back on there myself some day) and is always broke. How the hell you run a landscaping business off the bus line is a feat I need to see to accept, feel me? Moving on… so New York and I greet him and I ask him if he has my 5 dollars. I already knew the answer but I had to ask just to fuck with him and see what he had to say. I was like hey, just give me a dollar a day! He said he couldn’t do it and yes, my allergies kicked in big time. Mainly from his story which he was so eager to share.

He’s been dating an older woman for about 7 months now. They argue, fight, don’t trust one another but yet he moved in with her and got engaged. Of course this is all his side of the story so I roll with it. Now his excuse for not being seen for almost 2 weeks is that he moved out and is currently staying in a hotel. This means he’s paying a weekly rate so I know money is tight because I’ve done that before. He goes into this long story, which I cut short because of my allergies (I was starting to feel kind of sick). Ok so no problems. I wished him the best and got back on my grind.

Saturday comes and there he is again. I greet him and he tells me he’s selling food stamps, $150 for $75. Good deal! But where did he get the stamps from? From his lady, oh sorry, ex-fiancé who he stopped messing with because she has relationship issues supposedly. So what dude? Did you steal the EBT card? What’s the deal? I thought your lady was a well paid nurse with her own house, 2 cars and a plush bank account because she always offers you money (which he turns down because he doesn’t want to seem like he’s ‘using’ her). Oh and by the way she wouldn’t even qualify for food stamps; maybe I missed that memo? Maybe perhaps I have idiot imprinted on my forehead?

I shook my head and wish him the best and put some distance in between us… you know I got that disease, I was starting to feel a little under the weather for a moment.

Well Fam I just don’t know what to do with people like this. It’s hilarious actually. Why feel the need to lie and concoct stories? It doesn’t make you look better, it makes you look like a fool. If you suffer from Notrikmeitis you know what I’m talking about. Sad part is these people actually feel I can accept what they’re saying. Just because I’m not about to argue with you about your bullshit doesn’t mean I fell for it.

Eh… it is what it is I guess. Sad part is I get this alot from people in all walks of life. I might end up in a coma one day from bullshit overload! My disease has been known to do that and there doesn’t seem to be a cure other than staying away from agitators, sort of like asthma.

Much Love Fam! Enjoy the rest of your day and the days that follow, live every moment. If there’s any other blog Fam out there with Notrikmeitis, holla at me and share your story.

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