Hell No! You Can't "Come See Me!"

    What is up with men wanting to "see you," meaning, "I want to come over?"  Whatever happened to, "Can I take you out?"  I mean really?  Why should I let you come over to my house?  Here's the deal, I can see if we were dating or if you were my man or something but if you: 1.  Have never taken me out several times and 2. Not my man, there is no reason for you to come "see me".
     Men kill me now a days, wanting to "see me"  No, your ass can not come over here and wear out my damn couch, relax under my central air, watch the cable that I pay for and eat my food and drink my drink.  HELL NO!! Then, most men don't even have the decency to ask, "Can I bring you something," if you do allow them to come over.  Where they do that at?
     They say, "You live and you learn" and one thing that I have learned is that I CAN NOT DO BULLSHIT! Call it what you want, but I will be damned if a man who claims to be interested in me thinks he can just sit up at my house and not contribute to anything.  It costs to sit up over here, Partner.  Trust me on that one!
     Since I am on the topic of shit that pisses me off about men, don't call me and the first thing out of your mouth is, "What's up?"  "The rent and these bills, Fool.  That's what's up.  How much you got on it?" Let's see how long the conversation lasts after that.
     I know those of you who don't know me are probably thinking that I am crazy or have lost my damn mind; while my friends know that this is me being me.  I am sure that I will receive plenty of calls from male friends who will read this post and want to talk shit.  Let me stop those of you BEFORE you make that phone call, take me out of character and have your feeling hurt...It's like this. Even if you are not my man, but trying to become my man, you need to step up to the plate.  I have someone to take care of, I will not take care of you.  Meaning, if you have not contributed to groceries or bought any; no I can not cook for you, give you a drink, a snack or anything else.  PERIOD!  I am doing this over here by myself.  I will not be sharing with you, if you have not "shared" with me.  You have to come to table, ready to play and I don't play with kids.
     So, if this post offended anyone...you already know what I am going to say about that...  As my mother would say, "I'm just stacking it straight!" 
    

I Can't do BULLSHIT!!!

     WARNING!  You have entered the "NO BULLSHIT ZONE!"  I have a REAL problem with bullshit and those people who try to make me believe their bullshit.  The problem is that I have very low tolerance for bullshit.  When confronted with bullshit, my mouth starts working before my brain can stop it and by the time it is all said and done, I have verbally assulted some poor soul and left them wondering, "What the hell just happened?"
     Do you think that I can qualify for one of those studies that they advertise on tv?  The commercial would probably say something like this, "Do people and their bullshit make you physically ill?  Does bullshit make you uneasy?  Does bullshit make you say things that would make a grown man cry?  If this is you, call us right away. You shouldn't have to deal with bullshit." Sounds appealing, right?
     The definition of bullshit is, "to indicate a falsehood —a false proposition. Hence something which is "bullshit" is said to be false or intentionally deceptive.  "Bullshit" does not necessarily have to be a complete fabrication; with only basic knowledge about a topic, bullshit is often used to make the audience believe that one knows far more about the topic by feigning total certainty or making probable predictions. It may also merely be "filler" or nonsense that, by virtue of its style or wording, gives the impression that it actually means something."
     Now that you have a clear understanding of what "bullshit" means, let me explain why it upsets me so much.  When people "bullshit" me, I immediately get pissed off.  What makes it even worse, is when they think that you are buying their bullshit!  Basically, I CAN'T STAND a liar!!  I always say, "You don't have to lie to kick it" meaning that you don't have to lie to be with or around me.  Be honest!  I mean really, if you were to tell me the truth and I didn't like what your truth was and decided to leave you alone, would you die?  Hell No!!  I may not like what you said but I would respect that fact that you were honest enough to tell me the truth, as opposed to trying to feed me some bullshit.
     One of the main sources of bullshit that I am forced to deal with, comes from the men that I meet.  As I have stated before on past blogs, I must have some invisible writing on my forehead that only losers and for the point of this discussion, bullshit ass men can see?  What they don't know is that I can smell bullshit a mile away.  When it hits me in my face, I usually respond with language that would make Richard Pryor blush and if it was against the law to cut someone up with my tongue, I would be in prison for life.  I have to admit, my mouth is no joke!!  So please, please, please...keep it REAL!  You are in the "No Bullshit Zone."