[Character] They say some things never change
A gift I call it
What could take you to the ocean and bring you back thirsty is a hurricane of [Candy]
Younger and wiser than most
Not to be underestimated, nor fooled
With cuteness she shines
And experience she preaches
In friendship she grows
Through wisdom she speaks
And with ice cream she bonds
When Twenty-One or Eighty-Eighty
Some things never change
Reciting our ten year anthem by Usher “You never miss a good thing till it leaves you but I always know that I need you”
Happy Birthday Candy
“Can I just say, I turned around expecting to find an unattractive young man with his music really loud like yours, well because I was just in New York last week and that’s what they all do. But instead I found a young beautiful lady, wow; good on you make sure you keep pumping it up. We are just heading out to the city; it’s her birthday today. Enjoy your night.”
She then drove off.
What am I talking about you ask?
This is how it went..
It was 5 pm on a Friday afternoon, cruising in peak hour traffic, jamming to Usher, “Players when you see me, act like you know me, I keep a dollar worth of dimes, you know pimpin’ aint easy”. In most occasions, whilst driving, noise outside the car is an indication that the music is not loud enough, so I took care of it, as I generally do.
When I stopped at the 300th red light of the day, I noticed a black S class Saloon Mercedes on my right, a well put middle-aged lady driving with her friend, roughly 50+ years of age, two of which began to stare in my direction. I glimpsed over and saw the driver speaking, assuming she was having a conversation with the passenger, I minded my business, plus I wouldn’t hear an explosion if it happened in front of me.
I looked over to analyse how the beige leather interior marries with the black exterior, yes perfect, then noticed that she began shouting at me – ME, WHAT?
I turned the music down ready to defend myself because I knew I was going to get lectured by a woman who has a problem with my loud tunes – how dare she. Instead, she graced me with compliments and embraced my youth.
I explained that I’m definitely not the favourite neighbour in the hood; so she laughed and she said, “Oh don’t worry about them, they don’t know how to have fun”.
The light turned green, I made a wrong assumption, and that was that.