I PROMISE YALL...I do NOT make this ish up. Hell...sad part about it is...I don't think I COULD! Geez!
So...I got this in an email today:
Hi Monica!!
I hope you are feeling much better today! I love your website. You share so much that I really do feel like we're old girlfriends. I'm interested in your opinion and others as well so feel free to post. I kinda feel like I know what your response will be but I'd still like to hear it straight from you anyway. Here's the situation.
A friend started seeing a guy she met at the gym....nothing serious...coffee here...a movie there. It's still too new to determine what it is yet. He let her know that he has a business that most people would frown upon and that he just got out of a long term relationship(10yrs) with the mother of his child who he says will always be a "major" part of his life and anyone coming in has to accept that fact(meet her eventually). He said he won't be doing the "business" for long (it's been 2years) and that he is also trying to break into the real estate market (flip houses). He doesn't have his own home nor even an apartment. What he has is a room in a boarding house in a not so great (okay slum) part of town. I say she should run as fast as she can! She says he's a nice guy(attractive) with potential. That he just needs a good woman by his side. Can you please respond because you can say it much better than I can. I would like her to get someone else's opinion. Thanks for your time.
To which I replied:
What kinda business?
And then I waited patiently for her answer. During the time I waited for her answer I'd determined that he was a drug dealer and basically said that I wasn't going to post that ish cuz this here is a skrictly middle class site and we don't know nuttin bout that. NUTTIN I TELL YA! NUTTIN!
Her response set me back:
He runs an escort agency. He has two apartments that apparently the "girls" who list on his website use for "work". It actually sounds "normal" beside the fact that it's a escort business. LOL! He has an accountant and everything!
Okay...breathe Monnie...BREATHE!
Geez...I think I woulda rather he be a drug dealer.
Wow.
That's all I could give her. Just...wow.
So...I presented it to Robby who said...
Robby: WHAT THE HELL? He's a PIMP! And she thinks he's a nice guy with potential? Pimps aren't nice guys with potential! Pimps are PIMPS!
Yet again...Robby breaks it down with the minimum words necessary. Pimps are pimps.
Whatchall thinking on this one?