greetings folks!

this will be officially my first blog posted from a computer outside my office! gosh, I’m missing my Lil baby already.

I’m going to start y relating to you all how we all just love to stereotype one another. well, i was waiting for the lift to come by, then the lift opened, since i was waiting first in line, i stepped in first. and so did like 12 others…naturally the lift started beeping…overload!overload! and guess what transpired next? everyone looks at me! i was the first one in, ad they expect me to be the cause of this beep. well, this ain’t the first alright. oh well, i just got off the lift in disgust, and walked up 12 stories. the same day, i was asked by a fellow co worker, but from a different floor and department, she asks me if it was difficult for the people in my house to have equal amounts of food ad nourishment? what kind of question is this? wait…there’s more. that night was futsal night. and wen i stepped into the court, these Indian guys from the opposite court actually had the cheek to stop their bloody game, laugh, and tease! well, to prove a point, i stopped my Game, called them on fr a friendly…with the excuse that my team was in need f good, quality opponents. and yeah, prove a point i did. scored 7 goals that night, all in spectacular fashion, Falcao would have been proud! serves them right!

better still, again in the lift (the lift seems to be a hotspot for these crude remarks!), there were some who enjoyed a joke on how a plus sized guy gt ditched in a relationship…because f the oh so obvious reason that he resembled a teddy! sheesh! that too, was told while sneering at me. what a way to start the day! 

now, what’s wrong in me being me? did i make a special request to have been the way i am now? did i like sign a contract with everyone to be the butt of all jokes all the time? at times, yeah, can be accepted as mere joke alright. but not all the time. so Wat if I’m on the plus sized agenda? so what about the rest of us? or what about the physically disabled? or the mute? the deaf?

you Wat to know a God forbidden secret? we’re all the same. you reap what you sow my friend, and one day, someday, may not e in the near future, but surely, you’ll get Wat you really wanted. its a small 5 letter word called karma.

haiyo……

stop stereotyping, stop prejudicing everyone you come into contact with. i somehow feel you readers wont fit in this category, you’re way to nice to do so.

i need a break.

cheers!

plain joe, dissed by society! too phat fr the rest to handle. god bless them all!