10:45pm
You know what I am? FOUL, that’s what (check yer iMood, folks). This last weekend was The NBA Allstar game here in Atlanta and if that’s not enough, there was also the Players’ Ball and some bull riding convention. Oh, yeah, that’s a great idea: let’s invite more fucking people into a city that can’t even handle its usual population! Not just one, but three major events. God, what morons.
For those who are not city dwellers, a Player (pronounced PLAY-ah) is a gangsta, pimp, ho or other lowlife crackhead who comes to Atlanta (or your city) for any excuse they can to trash the city and tie up traffic wid dey Escalades wid da fly rims. This town was wall to wall gold teeth and ALL of them tried to cram themselves into Lenox Mall on Saturday and Sunday nights. I had the joy of working both nights. Saturday the Mall had to close at 6pm due to overcrowding, but not Rich’s, oh hell no, Rich’s stayed open until 11pm as planned. It was a treat to have the Players hang out in Urban wear, sitting on racks, tossing trash and food onto the floor, smoking, pissing in the corners and fitting rooms and generally milling around stealing stuff. Yes, and the festivities continued Sunday night with a probable shooting that begat 2 riotous crowd surges into Rich’s Urban section which led to scared employees and much theft. This time the Atlanta PD forced Rich’s to close and when it was all over, the manager of the store had the nerve to stand in front of us and say “it was nothing, absolutely nothing.” Bastard.
Right this minute, I’d just like to take this opportunity to tell all the people that are pissing me off to BUGGER themselves.
That is all.