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Players Mist

Posted in Communications, Men&Women, psychology, Relationships with tags , , , , , on January 22, 2012 by ichas8440

L.A., where everyone has something to say.  Especially with regard to the terms pertaining to the “Big D” of Kobe & Vanessa Bryant were made public.  “V” departed with three mansions and 75 mil after hangin’ in for 10 yrs and a day.  Oh yeah, minus the pre-nup which is usually standard operating conditions were major money is generated by one of the other, V stepped like many females would love to.  Did she play Kobe because she knew of his activities way before the women running in her circle decided to bust Kobe out and tell her what they felt she needed to know?  Did Kobe play himself because of his failure to put the pre-nup in place way before V put in 10 and a day satisfying cali law pertinent to marriage?

My questions is, who played who?  It was alleged that Kobe participated in way too much extra curriculum outside his marriage, while V wouldn’t even consider it.  Maybe yes maybe no, I won’t speculate on who did what.  Or, who played who.  The qualifying factors gathered in defining “Player“, oh yeah; is in everybody.  This I do know, no matter who you are, where you wanna align yourself, you have an agenda.  Some are straight-up in your face, a la “This Is How I Do It“.  While you have those who engage the opposite sex, “smile ‘an profile” yet never even blink at the idle impressions of indiscretions.  Then, bam.  You’re hit with all these allegations and while you try to get a grip on what it is you are confronted with, the legal folks are dippin’ deep into your pockets.  Never once being recognized for who and what they are, only perceived as representing their client during a time of despair.

What is goin’ on?  What is really going on!  I’ll tell ya cause you really ain’t tryin’ to recognize the real.

Everyone is playing in one fashion or form.  Playing for position, playing to place.  Like a horse race, you’ve got to show to place, and if you cannot place you will not be in a position to ever win.  Straight-that!

People love to recite this term “Play on Playa“.  I hear it when I’m strolling in the park, sighting while enjoying the mall, I’ve even heard the same term while standing in the rear of most corporate elevators watching others board.  Then there are those who’ve incorporated another way of phrasing this term, which goes like this; “You Playa You‘”.  As for this latter one, the person reciting it can usually be found with a somewhat perplexing facial expression, almost as if wanting immediate recognition but not sure if they will get it.  Urban lexicon especially those germane to American English define a Player as one who manipulates women to gain the sexual or financial advantage.  Personally I know exactly what a Player is and…  “Real Talk” there is no distinction with the application of the word based on race, sexual orientation or gender.  I guess things are applied according to what is favorable or.  Who’s writing the story and how what it is as your subject of contention has impacted you; positive or negative.

When narrow-minded ones calculate their steps while crossing my path, occasionally I hear the mumbling of words under their breath.  Words which make up a sentence such as, “I know he’s a Player“, “Oooh girl look at how he is dressed, and check his swag, he’s gotta be a Player“.  These are the types I just wanna say, “‘itch you don’t even know me“, but.  Like a seated Judge who must recluse themselves because they know more about what is actually being present, I do the same.  Yeah, some who are in the mix, running their mouths, really have no idea of what’s really evolving.

Check this, define “hater“.  Hold-up, don’t even engage but allow me.  Hater; one who is envious and re-acts from a position of ignorance.

Check this too, when you think no body is looking at you, what do you really think and do?

Psssss;  Life, it’s a constantly evolving situation.  Maybe, just maybe I’m finally in the mix, revolving right along with those who are meant to…  Evolve.

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WorkPlace Romance “The Prequel”©

Posted in Communications, Men&Women, psychology, Relationships with tags , , , , , on October 15, 2009 by ichas8440

“Okay, I’m in it, now…  Can I win it?”

In the fairy tale “Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs”, the 7 sing a song about going off to work.  Based on their obvious audible glee, facial expressions, you’d think they are happy and satisfied.  Now, factor in Reality 5.0 followed by the removal of emotions governing the self and you’ll know those Dwarfs are totally aware that no body wins.  Especially under the conditions and circumstances they have to contend with.  7 into one; hummm.  Breaks down all th time but cannot be consummated at the same time.

HomebaseBayAreaThe public perception of a workplace romance is that a course has been charted, set and taken.  All that remains is for that course to come to its conclusion.  How the workplace romance started will determine how it ends.  Win or lose is all subjective.  Those who go into one and don’t have a significant other in a holding pattern outside the workplace may feel they’ve succeeded because of the secondary acquistion.  But…  If that relationship was based on mere sex, it will always lack the ties that are needed to bind.  If not one, then both will occasionally reflect on the others actual depth to interest and cause of commitment.  This will be where the seeds of discourse will plant themselves.  Friction follows and eventually do what it does.  Erode the foundation!

There is another scenario, in fact many.  But I will stick with these few provided.  If either of the two are true in knowing the realities of He & She, then they will know if lies were part of the equation, the doom is only relative to the coming of the passage of the novelties expiration date.  Now place respect on the horizon, allow it to show glimpses of itself during the flirtatious period…  Right, the chances of success are greater because discretion would have come into play before any decisions of exposure with regard to the physical engagement would have been decided on.

Now, for those who can handle the truth.  I give you the truth

Workplace romances are a given.  Someone posed an analogy using the desire to have an apple, which was supplemented when they saw an orange.  This quickly vanished when the banana came on the scene, and the pretty yellow thing was zapped!  Ejected for the sweet, succulent flavors of the kiwi.  I quickly recognized the transition play, which…  Was what every motivation to engage is based on.  A play without the need to stick with what is you!

Life is like a card game, even when you know there are 52 cards in a single deck, the game won’t be limited to the fifty-two switches that are known, and needed to play and win.  In the workplace romance, there are switches known.  There are switches that are obvious no matter the degree of ones involvement.  Then…  You have those switches that are, disguised.  Hidden and very seldom revealed to prying eyes.  Whoa, did I slip and forget to mention the subtle injection of racial implication based on social norms?  Silly me.

Recall I told ‘ya I did this?  You assumed my meaning was that I did the apple and never consider the orange.  Hate to burst the image but I wouldn’t, couldn’t; discriminate.  Color didn’t slow my desires.  Pay grades…  I went below mine and above theirs.  What I had not consider was the mentality of those with me or around me.  You know how you can be with something, involved with everything, but…  Remain detached from all that appears to be consuming you.  Well that was me.  Atypical personality, but personal to the point of that moral code being forever present within my psyche’.

Truth be told, females and males of different races are no different than males and females of different cultures.  When one of theirs steps away from the village everyone applauds.  Praises them for having the vision, showing the courage and being principled enough to venture forth and be all they can be.  The real is this support is public display of Drama!  African Americans, Asians, Italians, even Mesopotamians…  Are not sooooo accepting when it is about splittin’ thighs while screams such as, “oh, ahhh, oh my, God bless America, can be heard piercing the silence.   This disdain for what’s now out in the open even extends to those who are invited to the fake wedding party!

Oh, you say I sound jaded?  If you even think about mentioning being jaded, miss me altogether.  I told you all I don’t exist in this life, I live life.  So, hold up on the jaded thing, okay.

Today our President is of mixed heritage.  What’s goin’ on with this!  It’s not about his decisions that causes the uproar within the masses.  When he publicizes that he’s about to appear and address the children of our nation, the haters come out droves.  And it isn’t because of the content of what he’s bringing to the table.  It’s that he should have known better, (based on them), that he isn’t sitting down at the table.  The color thing has clouded those who feel they can assess his character!  And guess what, the same goes for workplace romances.  You are damned if you take it to the level of the 5th phase and think you will be granted a pass.

Something else just donned on me that I must speak on.  If you don’t understand any of this because we are a nation of multiple mixed people, and you feel that reality precludes my conclusions.  Hey really, I don’t care.  I’ve been there and have done it.  And…  I’m still standing.

Psssss.  Workplace anything is best left at work!