MOMENTS WITH MANDII - I Hate "Women"

So yesterday afternoon I'm sitting at my desk perusing the innernets and trying to decide what to make for dinner. At exactly 2:05p CST, my mobile rings. Its not an assigned ringtone so I give a sigh, preparing myself to speak with a vendor. I glance at the screen as I pick up my phone & it reads: withheld. With a raised eyebrow, I silence my phone and place it back on my desk. It rings again at 2:07, and I ignore it again. It rings again at 2:09, and this time I answer. "Hello?", I say, and some poor unfortunate ignorant soul proceeds with, "you dirty white bitch" and promptly ends the call.

My first thought was, I'm not even white (lol). So I'm thinking, what kind of sick ass wrong number bullshit is this. Not being naive enough to swallow the "wrong number" pill, I go through my mental list of people I've been in contact with lately. Anyone new? Nope. Anyone I've had a fight or argument with? Nope. Anyone known to have a crazy bitch or two who has done this exact type of shit in the past? Bingo! I'm also thinking, who has access to my mobile number but doesn't know me well enough to know that (despite my hair texture and skin color), I'm black (lol). I'd figured out enough to no longer care about the call and went back to my precious innernets.

Fast forward through the rest of my day (dinner was great, BTW - baked stuffed pasta shells and homemade italian meatballs). I'm drifting away to slumber land and at 11:41p CST, my mobile rings again and again the screen reads withheld. Already irritated from an unrelated matter, I pick up my phone and, without giving her a chance to breathe a word, say "don't start this bullshit with me right now" and end the call. 11:42, the phone rings again and I hit ignore. Not even a minute later, the phone rings again and this time I hit ignore and power the phone off. And just before it goes down, I hear it begin to ring again. So yea, 3 of the calls came in within a 60 second time frame.

At 11:47, I power my phone back on and immediately call the man behind this ignorant little tramp. He didn't answer, so I politely left him a message suggesting that he tell his bitch to find something better to do than call me in the middle of the day and the middle of the night, not forgetting to add that it wouldn't be shit for me to find out who and where she is.

This was no idle threat. We all knew that I had the who part down already from a past run-in. Where wouldn't be difficult. Not long ago, I found out that we have a few mutual people in our lives. One of which being a very close homegirl of mine. I called homegirl this morning to let her know what happened and to verify that I had the right person.

Tho I'm young, I'm an adult. I don't play these games. If you have a problem with me, come to me and lets talk about what we can do to get it resolved. If you're incapable of such civil behavior, then stand the fuck down. What bothers me most about this is the fact that I've been face to face with her before. She'd called me on the same tip, making threats & such. Until the night she walked into a place where I stood, in the flesh. She had nothing bold to say then. Tho she'd previously threatened to "bash my head in", she stood with her hands loosely at her sides and quietly walked away...