Did I See What I Saw?

Have you ever accidentally caught someone doing something that they you wish you would not have seen? Something that traumatized you so that you know it will be a minute before you can ever look at that person again the same way. You know, like walking in on your parents having sex. I remember when I was little and walked in on my mom and step-father having sex. Thank God I was to naive to actually know what was going on until my step-father threw the shit in my face (I've told this story). Other than that, I don't think I have ever really walked in on anyone doing anything unusual or that was meant to be done behind close door. Oh, wait a minute. When I was in the first grade and we lived in a one bath room house, i walked in on my oldest sister trying to pee standing up. LOL. True story.

Now, I do remember when I was in high school and having someone catching me masturbating. How embarrassing is that? It was my own fault, because who the hell masturbates in the back of a newspaper truck, while delivering papers? In my own defense, I was young and had just discovered the joys of masturbation. Too much information, I know. LOL. Anyway, thank goodness soon after the guy stopped going to our church. LOL. This is a horrible story....moving right along.

Anyway, the other day at work I saw my co-worker doing something that I wish I hadn't. The one thing I know for sure she was doing and the other I am not one hundred on. Which is why I posted the above picture, to show that looks can be deceiving).

Okay, so on my Friday, it was just me and Sgt. Raven working. Sgt. Raven is this cocky little white girl, who just promoted to sergeant about six months ago. I like Sgt. Raven, although she is a bit of a snake, so I keep her at arms link. When she was promoted they sent her directly to Communications (dispatch), which is where Sgt. Lupe and myself were sent when our deal made the papers (Still not ready to share the story until it is all over).

In the dispatch room they have set up two work stations for the supervisors. Each work station consist of six terminals. Three to monitors calls, officers and stuff. Once to listen to the radio, if we have too and one to get on-line, check mail and stuff. Now, the last terminal I spoke about is set up in such away that they are on the right of the main terminals. Which means, if I am setting at the first work station my back partially too Sgt. Raven, if I am playing on the computer. Where as, she is pointed more towards me, if she is playing on her terminal. Got it? Sort of?

Okay, so its a slow night and I have spent the majority of the night watching old Degrassi Junior High shows, on YouTube (keep your comments to yourself). About six hours into our shift I turn my head say something to Sgt. Raven and what do I see. The woman has her right hand down her pants! DOWN HER PANTS! (Past the wrist). Do you realize how hard it is to get your hand down the front of you pants, while wearing a gun belt and an under belt? (The under belt is use to aid in holding up the gun belt.) What the Hell? I am addressing her, as I turn my head, so she tries to snatch (no pun intended) her hand out, before I can catch her. Too, late.

So, gentleman that I am, I play like I didn't just bare witness to this shit and say whatever it was I had to say to her in the first place. Then I turn my head back towards my show. As I am turning my attention back to Degrassi I see, out of the corner of my eye, the chick take a swiff of her fingers. SAY WHAT?

Okay, so I am not for sure that she was smelling her fingers but let me just say this. She played the same hand that she had in her pants, under her nose, and didn't even have the decency to play like she had an itch or a booger or something.

WOW! Who does that? Seriously, can someone please explain that mess to me. I couldn't have been an itch, because she could have scratched without going inside the waistband and if it was that serious, she could have just went to the ladies room. I pray her ass was not playing with herself, because that's just wrong. We are out in the open, people. We are not talking about individual offices her.

So, anyway, I am in shock. I have been traumatized. Am I over reacting. Is this normal female behavior that I have just never noticed before?

-One Man's Opinion. Peace.

Rest In Peace

I know it's been a while and I have been hopefully laxed in my blogging, but I promise you that I am still here. I also promise that as soon as the ordeal that lead me to be being taken off the street is complete, I will share the story with you. Until then.......DID YA'LL KNOW THAT MICHAEL JACKSON DIED? No, seriously, the brother passed a way. Yeah, I know, I'm still in shock my damn self.

So, anyway, I was thinking about it and I decided that any artist, worth his salt, would do some type of drawing of Michael Jackson. Now, besides cartoon illustrations, I have not completed anything artsy in over two years. I know, I know....Shame on me. But, anyway, I decided that it was important that I, as an artist, did at least one take on The Moon Walker himself. Above is my version of him.

It is done on a medium call Scratch board. What scratch board is, as I understand it, is a black board that you use a tool to sketch off the the black to find the silhouette. I came across this medium, completely by accident, a few years back while I was in Atlanta. I was hooked. And for a quick while there I was doing cool little drawing using it, but then I got bored with it. Like I normally do.

Anyway, this is my take on the very familiar image of the Michael Jackson; "Moonwalk". And yes, damn it, I know that this is not the Moonwalk, but this is the toe move he does at the end of it and the image from the Moonwalk thing he did. So, there!

Anyway, just thought I'd share.

-One Man's Opinion. Peace.