Dating in 2018 “The F*ckboy Chronicles”

It’s 2018. I am 41 years old and I almost have my life back.   I am ready to do this thang but for one fact: I am dealing with the worst dating pool in the history of air. Period. It used to be when the older ladies would say “Go to church. You can always find good men who are providers in church”.  Yeah right. You got real life WHOLE PASTORS out here cheating! Not to mention cheating with married members of their church that they THEMSELVES married!   So church is out. Then your friends say “join a dating site! My friend ________ met her husband there!” They have you thinking it will be like this  but it ends up like this  and this  by the time  the penis pictures and the lies and the men who like to cheat on wives and girlfriends who are currently serving overseas  start. (True story). So dating sites are out. Then comes “Don’t look! the bible says HE who FINDS a wife….. not she who finds a husband!” So I mind my business. I got to work, go to the gym, come home take care of my family and then I relax. That’s when it happens…….. again.

It’s a Friday and I am feeling like dirt and looking like it as well. I pull up to the gas station after work to pump some gas. I am approached by a man who needs help getting gas for his car. I give him a few dollars and move on to what I was doing. Next thing I know……he’s back.  He then proceeds to ask my name which I give. Then…….he asks for my number so he can take me out. . Sir…….you just asked me for gas money! So I give him the wrong number so I won’t be rude. A few weeks pass and I am back to doing me. I log into myspace….. yes MYSPACE. I see a friend request. The man from the gas station has stalked me onto myspace! His profile name: the stimulus package. The man who had no gas money calls himself the stimulus package. Now I know you’re thinking “leave this fool alone!” The fast that I continue to be friendly just shows how far I have gone to be a good person to brothers even when they don’t deserve it!

Fast forward to New Year’s Day. I wake up late after being out at a party. Log into Myspace and see a message from him that loosely says “Listen….. I need to get this out. I want to   your. I can be discreet and no one will know.”

That was it. I was done.   I had nothing left to give. I needed to do something drastic to forget this one. 

Diddy bop down to the church house

As we all know, recently we lost Craig Mack. If you don’t know who he is, check out his banger Flava in Ya Ear.

We are losing them younger and younger these days. Craig was signed to Bad Boy Records when he was popular but he fell off the map. As I was not someone who was checking for the rappers/entertainers and what happened to them, I had no idea what happened or where he went. It wasn’t until recently that I heard about what went on behind the scenes.

Craig Mack was the face of Bad Boy. There would be no Bad Boy without him. His song became so popular that it was eventually remixed with an upcoming rapper on the track: Notorious B.I.G. Needless to say, Big Poppa wasn’t all that hype about Craig and that was the beginning of the end for Craig at Bad Boy. He left rap a while later and was heavy into religion at the time of his death.

This leads me to wonder……. why is it that folks start out at Bad Boy and then end up doing the diddy bop down to the church house? Craig’s story reminded me of Ma$e, another Bad Boy rapper who started out hot and then faded quick and ended up at church. Is church the IT place to be when your career detours?