Karaoke, Drama & Learning The Value Of Working At A Young Age.

Karaoke used to be a stress reliever for me.  Then I met the pack of bored suburban ladies that go to ALL the shows out here in the sticks… and, well?  That all changed.  Because the minute you start to make friends, you begin to learn both the good and the bad of those you meet.  Unfortunately, this group of folks out here… they got a lot going on ranging from relationship issues to alcoholism, health problems, body part replacements,  mental issues, children, too many pets, money issues.  You name it.  And don’t get me wrong, I like to be of support to my friends and listen to their woes and give advice; but it’s when things get nasty and complicated when I realize that I don’t want to be part of this. I have my own drama and I cannot absorb, nor own, anyone else's. 

I used to go to karaoke a lot.  Then I stopped going as much, because I quit drinking alcohol and because I just didn’t wanna get sucked into the drama and the gossip and the games. 

Last Friday 1/16, I went to sing at a local spot  where they have karaoke at some hotel’s lounge.  I got there a  little late and apparently, shit had already gone done in the hour that I missed.  Apparently, the waitress had her two young daughters with her that night and when the “singing bitches” arrived, the waitress sent one of her daughters to greet the ladies  and take their order.  The SBs went CRAZY!!  Something about child labor and child services and violations and what not.  I did not find out about this until the day after via some text.  The SBs were mad and upset and going on about how the child should not have been working, particularly because the SBs wanted to order alcohol and the child couldn’t take their drink order. 

I’m sitting here listening to these people preach what’s right and wrong from their high horse and I just wanted them to shut the hell up, mainly because they are always out causing trouble and picking fights with the waitresses and complaining about everything and have even gone as far as reporting a business to the city for whatever violation they claim to have witnessed.  I instantly thought “These bitches are gonna call the city on the spot.  Report this incident to child services or something.”

I had a job when I was a kid.  I always helped out my family here and there with their small businesses.  But one job actually really stands out to me, I was 8 and I used to watch a “movie rental” stand for a lady in the afternoons. I would just have to watch the merchandise and collect payment for when people traded in a BETA movie.  VHS was just getting started.   It was a great experience.  There were good and  bad moments, but I can tell you that at an early age in my life… I started to learn the value of hard working and its rewards, etc.   I’m sorry…  you can preach me all you want about Child Labor laws and all that shit, but motherfuckers…. These obnoxious kids in America are too damn spoiled and simply rotten; they have no respect, take everything for granted and don’t value shit.  To me, the little work that that girl performed that evening wasn’t a  trigger for anger or alarm; instead, an admiration because these are the sort of things that get kids started in the right direction, I think. 

To close this, I just want to say that I won’t be surprised if the SBs call the city and report the incident and get an investigation going.  It’s what they do.  They squeal.  But I sure hope I am mistaken and making assumptions.  Shit, I think I may have become like the SBs!  Talking shit and what not.  LOL LOL LOL

Teach kids the value of hard work early, damn it!!!  My tax dollars can only facilitate minimal welfare dollars. 

Boom.  Bitches!  Bye.