Late Night Hype Of The Island Persuasion

Greetings to the Blog-Fam! Sorry for the late post but your Hustleman is tired. Had a late night last night. It was my first date in a long while with a very interesting young Lady which I’ll get to in a minute. Hope everyone out there is doing well and preparing for bigger and better things.

My second book which I nicknamed the “Little Book” is done (the pre-release version anyhow) and I will have it up for you all next week. Subscribers of my website, Hustle and Profit.com, and my valued customers have already begun to download their copies. This version of the book is free of charge and any commitment. I’m looking forward to the feedback.

The “work” week went well, I expected it to be a little on the slow side but was pleasantly surprised. You know my Hustle partner New York and I killed them out there! It’s been awhile in the making but we have successfully locked down the area we work in; the street term for this is called “The Spot”. The block being locked down means nobody comes in or out to sell anything that we are selling. Of course we show love to other Hustler’s who have different things to offer but the other part-timey Hustlers have been pushed out. Customers are checking for us and us alone; it’s a beautiful thing.

This brings me to the introduction of Mz Chanel. I met this young lady doing what I do, making money. She was a customer of mine but since there was definitely an attraction there we decided to have some phone conversation to see where each other was at mentally. Although she’s an ATL southern-bell, which I usually don’t find myself attracted to very often due to the difference in mentality; we hit it off just fine and have grown rather close. So… back to the dating scene.

I spent some time over her place a couple of times this week and I met her two children. Her daughter, 14 and her son, 9. When I look at a women with children I like to watch her children. I do this because the way the children behave says alot about the mother. They were respectful to her and to myself and seemed to take to me pretty well, which is cool because they’re good kids. They appreciate their mother and what she is doing for them. But I really picked up on the lack of structure in the household which is due to the fact that their mother Mz Chanel busts her ass at both her jobs to provide for them. How can you knock that?

Being a Hustler is more than just having a business mentality but also a perspective on life. We approach situations differently. We realize that not everything will fall in place and that things have cycles to them; ups and downs, sort of like a rhythm if you will. We experience this everyday in those streets and building a relationship with someone follows those same universal laws. To put it another way, we Hustlers are very opened minded toward possibilities and push toward the positive, on top of that we overstand (stand over, not under) what it’s like to be committed to something even if it’s just an idea.

Saturday was the official date night so the plan was something simple. You know the regular, dinner and a movie. I was so used to seeing Mz Chanel in work clothes or in chill around the house wears, so when I saw her completely put together I was shocked. She was stunning and definitely had her own flavor which I like. That’s a Queen B mentality right there.

First stop was to eat. Since every restaurant within the radius of the movie theatre was packed tight, we went on to IHOP a few miles away. I don’t like being in Clayton county but it’s good to get out of the hood every now and then. We conversed a little bit and enjoyed our meal then off to the movies. Since we both enjoy comedies you know Norbit with Eddie Murphy was what was up. Sad to say I was a little disappointed in the movie, it just wasn’t that funny to me; or to her for that matter. Eddie Griffin and Katt Williams did their thing though playing the role at two pimps. I would have to give the movie 6 dollars and 50 cents out of a possible 10.

By the time we got back to her place it was around midnight and although the date went rather well it lacked a little fun. Now Mz Chanel has that island blood in her and she runs with a Jamaican dance crew here is ATL. They are usually at the Royal Peacock, a Reggae club downtown. Big-ups to the Pop-Off Crew, respect!

I was up for anything at this point and although I’m nowhere near a club dude, I figured what the hell, why not go enjoy myself and watch her enjoy herself in an environment she’s comfortable in? This would also give me further insight into her personality.

She was excited to go, she doesn’t get out much and told me that hearing her music and being around that vibe really lets her unwind and let out alot of stress. She just loves to dance. I was already familiar with the reggae club environment because I used to work at a recording studio that was right next to one, so I knew what to expect. Now, if you’ve never been to a reggae club I need to point out a few things to you. It’s a similar environment to a regular club; music, dancing, a huge smoke filled room and people drunk falling out all over the place.

The difference lies in the fact that the reggae club scene is smaller and more tight-knit, so everyone knows each other, for the most part, so everyone is a lot more laid back and friendly to each other; although not so much so to outsiders. It’s very secular. Also smoking weed is just like smoking a cigarette. No one pays it any mind. Hell, even the DJ smokes as he spins the records. Oh, and a final note, if you ever go don’t forget to bring a lighter with a very tall flame. It’s a show of respect to the DJ and the music he’s playing when you hold it up in the air.

The club was dark. And I do mean dark, it took about 5 minutes for my eyes to adjust. The only light was near the bar and the restrooms. I grabbed a Red Strip beer, lit up a cigarette and chilled at the bar as Mz Chanel made her rounds to see her fellow crew members and the owner. They all look at her as their little sister so when she began to introduce me to her people I could sense that protective vibe coming off of them. Add that to the fact that she usually is solo and I’m “outsider” can lead to some pretty shitty attitudes. Didn’t bother me, I wasn’t there for them.

One thing about Mz Chanel that I do love is her smile, and she was smiling BIG time. That “Hey Koolaid!” type smile. I watched he dance and wind and she eventually pulled me onto the dance floor which threw me off a little because I don’t dance, feel me? And I made that clear to her. But it was like whatever, you have to actually LIVE life to enjoy it right? She pushed me up against a one of the posts on the dance floor and proceeded to dance like that. Although I don’t dance I do have a little something like rhythm so I followed her lead of movement and really didn’t have to do much. Eventually we made our way to the back of the club which more private and we chilled and danced over there. Her people gave her some funny looks as they past by from time to time and I just smirked. You might not like the Hustleman but you have to respect the way I do what I do.

I dropped her back off around 4:30am and by the time I got back home, showed and got in the bed it was around 7am. I had to turn right back around and wake up around 10:30am to call up my suppliers and see if they had an order ready for me which they did so I had to go pick that up. The Hustle never stops… work now, rest when you’re dead.

All around that was the best date I’ve had in a long time and I look forward to seeing where all this will go with her. In the meantime, there’s more work to be done so be good Fam and you know I’ll be back at ya! Peace and stay up.

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