Yesterday was the first day I did not have a single moment of feeling depressed in a full 24 hours. For those who don't know, I have been battling depression for 10+ years. Some days are great others are terrible but overall I'm finally making the proper strides to bettering my mental health.
Well yesterday was one of the best days I had in a long time. I woke up at like 12:30 due to the partying I did the night before. I walked to the bathroom to get get my morning started and I remember I took off my dread sock (It's like and Durag but for locs) and ran my fingers through my hair. As I looked in the mirror all I could think was “Damn, I'm handsome as fuck” and I was truly feeling myself while looking in the mirror.
I knew I didn't want to stay home. I was also hungry but my funds were telling me I need something close since I am over my limit of car service rides I give myself each week. So I knew it had to be walking distance. I proceeded to walk to the pizza place about 3 blocks away. This was my first time going there but I figured why not. I ordered 2 slices and a Blue Moon (which is like 1 of 3 beers I actually drink). I turned on Mack Wild’s new project “AfterHours” and vibed out as I ate and of course scrolled through social media. It was nice to be out in public, just on my own. No struggling to hold a conversation or anything.
After I finished eating, I planned on walking to the coffee shop across from the pizza place and just chill and work on a few work related projects as well as some stuff I had put on the back burner. So I walked in, ordered a tea (Currently quitting coffee) and found a seat. I spent about 90 minutes in that seat but then became uncomfortable. As I stretched, a guy that was sitting in this HUGE and comfy looking chair was packing up to leave. Once he cleared his space I jumped at the chance to move into that seat. It was probably one of the most comfortable chairs I had ever placed my butt in. I sunk into the chair, got extremely comfortable and continued to do my work. I must of sat in their chair for another 3 hours in such a relaxed state. I almost fell asleep.
Around 6ish I received a text from my roommate informing me that he will be leaving tonight for work, meaning I would get the entire house to myself! I made it back home right before he left, we chatted for a couple of minutes and then he took off. I cooked dinner (Grilled chicken, brown rice and tomato soup) and watch “Once Upon a Time” as I washed my last batch of clothes. It was nice having peace and quiet.
Once dinner was done, it was time to pack for the upcoming week. I always dread packing my carry on for my next week of traveling but it had to be done. So I packed my bag, cleaned up my room and was in bed by midnight to catch a few hours of sleep before my 7:30 AM flight. I pretty. I have fell asleep instantly with a smile on my face and actually dreamt even within those 4-5 hours which never really happens. And who would of thought...this all happened because I woke up, looked in the mirror, and affirmed myself.
For those who don't know, I travel A LOT. Mainly for work, bit occasionally for fun. Today was not one of my fun trips. I also live in Atlanta, which house probably one of the largest airports in the world, meaning A SHIT TON of people with frequent flyer status. About 85% of people with status are white, and within that 85%, 77% is male, within that 77% about 40% are douchebags, but are you really surprised?
Between May 8th & 11th of 2017. I experienced 5 of these douchbags inadvertently and in this post, I will walk you through each one.
The TSA Precheck Douche
The majority of frequent flyers use TSA Check, for those who don't know what TSA Precheck is...go google it. Anyway, in Atlanta the Precheck section was recently upgrade with a new conveyor system which was designed to speed up the line and it sort of does...when everyone follows direction.
Well, I was in line waiting for my turn to push the cart and this very disgruntled, older white man pretty much just tossed his items into a bin and didn't even wait for the conveyor belt to pull said bin. His bin was actually getting caught in the conveyor and almost fell off due to him not ensuring that his items was securely moving. It almost fell off completely (I secretly wished it would have). Luckily, someone was nice enough to adjust his bin, but he held up 5-6 other people because he just couldn't wait another 30 seconds. He caused several people to wait longer (myself included).
The Train/Escalotor Douche
So the Atlanta airport has an underground train the shuttles people to each terminal. It's pretty simple, every 90 seconds a train pulls up to each stop, you get on and get off at your concourse. Then you take the escalator up and walk to your gate.
Well this morning, I stepped on the train and I usually walk to the middle section of the train to allow other passengers in. It seems that every time I on this train, there is a male of certain color that seems to not have manners and say “Excuse Me”. I am convinced that every train contains 5 of these guys. I actually ran into a few others like this person on my way back home. For some reason, these gentlemen don't realize the order the train drops off. They seem walk to the back of the train even if they have only one stop to take. Which means once those doors open they storm through people without any hesitation.
If you don't run into the train douche, you will definitely run into the escalator douche. This guy will try and cut you off with his luggage because he HAS to be the first person to stand in line to get on the flight. The guy I had today wasn't too bad probably because the next guy was the ABSOLUTE WORST.
The Breakfast of Champs Douche
So every Monday, when I have enough time, I stop a grab breakfast. Depending on what terminal I go to determines my meal. Concourse B has a Popeyes the serves breakfast, but today I was at Concourse A so I figured a Qdoba breakfast burrito would suffice.
So I'm at the cash register getting ready to hand my card to the cashier when this white man charges up to the counter and basically makes the lady stop what she was doing as he complained that his burrito was “poorly” wrapped and falling apart. Which was weird because my burrito was completely intact and rolled so perfectly that not a thing leaked out even while I ate it. This man continued to complain until he would get his refund. I get why he was upset but he could of waited until she was done ringing me up. It was incredibly disrespectful.
Rude Seat Mates
So as most people know, I'm a big and tall guy (6’1” 300+ lbs). So I'm usually never comfortable in a seat. Even in Delta Comfort+ i usually have just enough leg room to go stretch out to avoid catching a crap. Well this past week I was hit with a double whammy of rudeness that tested my strength.
The first was a man that instantly disgusted me. I'm sitting in my seat, minding my own business, waiting for the 2 passengers to arrive that sit next to me. My head is down, I have one headphone in my ear so that I can hear when when my 2 row buddies join me. When all of a sudden I hear and see an old, wrinkly hand tap on the chair in front of me twice. I was instantly pissed because that registered in my head as a motion someone does for a child or animal and I was instantly ready to fight this gezzer, but I remember all the crazy things happening on airlines and I did not want to be shot and killed for this simple gesture of impatience. To make matters worse, the man DID NOT HAVE ON DEORDANT and smelled very, very, very, very ripe. So not only did I have to calm down, I had to smell the foul odor that sweat old white guys make which is by far the worse scent I have ever encountered.
Then, the guy in front of me decides he wants to act as if he is in first class and proceeds to recline his seat to the max length and kept trying to recline it farther if he could. I legit wanted to push him in the back of his head and smack him across his face, but I didn't.
What I could of done
For Instances, I could of said something but in all honesty, I'm tired of constantly correcting these individuals. There are too many white male douchebags to correct them one by one. I make sure that people know that I am a good/great person and I know how karma works.
It is so interesting to watch and observe the actions of white people, this isn't me being racist or anything. I am simply paying closer attention to the actions of a race that is currently messing up and destroying the peace and harmony that the world could have. I mean genetically...I'm not even going to go into it.
In the end, I see the problem with the world is the white people who don't think about how they affect others. They don't take into consideration the thoughts, feelings and opinions of others. It's really disheartening, but it's whatever. I say this because while they continue to live in a life of ignorance, I continue living my life as a succesful black man in search of being care free.