That’s right—I’m back with a special report, and y’all
already know that it’s a gooden!
So, after I finished up Day Six of my internship at
Carter Elementary, I decided to head to the library for a moment, just to make
good on my promise and email Ruby back. In my reply, I let Ruby know that all
is well for me out here in Southern Cali, and how I’m having so much fun at my
internship. I also let her know that it is a joy and an honor to work alongside
my former kindergarten teacher.
And yes, I also mentioned the reemergence of “he who
shall not be named.”
Now, mind you—I stopped by the library around 4:30pm PST,
and I hit the “send” button at 4:45pm PST. I’ve been home for about a half hour
now, and I just logged on into my Yahoo account. I knew that I would get a reply
from Ruby, but I never imagined that she would respond so quickly. I’m reading
her email right now, and I see that she sent her reply at 5:04pm PST.
For starters, Ruby congratulated me on my success in my
internship with Mrs. Martin thus far, and she asked me to send some pictures as
soon as possible; she made a joke that she wants to see how much I changed
since last she saw me.
And then Ruby addressed the subject of “he who shall not
be named.”
It goes without saying, y’all, but Ruby went on a
merciless tirade. I knew that she had something to say, but I never expected
Ruby’s response to so abruptly abrasive (or abrasively abrupt). She began by
saying: “You know, Tasha, that punk ass rat bastard has got a lot of nerve! I
mean, for starters, he tells you about his side chick and expects you not to be
upset about it, and now all-a-sudden, he comes back to you almost two years
later with this bullshit-ass apology, expecting to get back into your good
graces and shit! He really needs to miss you with that bullshit! Nevertheless,
Tasha, I commend you for being the better person. You really do have a good
heart, because I’m gonna tell you the truth—ain’t no way in hell I would even
so much as read the subject of that asshole’s email, let alone the email
itself. Tasha, let me give you some advice because you are my friend after all:
You better handle him with a long-handled spoon attached to a fifty foot pole.
You bet not take no wooden nickels from that punk ass ho-bag!”
I just want y’all to know that Ruby’s email made me laugh
so hard that I fell right out of my chair… hahahahaha!
Overall, Ruby is absolutely right about everything—yes, I
do have a big heart, but at the same time, I ain’t no fool. My name is Natasha
Renee Stewart, and I am a young woman who knows my worth.
We shall see what happens next, but in the meantime, y’all
keep praying for a sista!
Hugs & Kisses,
Natasha
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