"Excuse me? Shut the hell up please. Thanks"

Have you ever just come across somebody you wanted to shut the hell up? Well I know EYE have. So this weekend hubby and I went away to our chalet in Gatlinburg, TN. It was lovely and we had a great weekend, but there was one moment when I just wanted to ask some of my counterparts to shut the hell up. As you all may know, Gatlinburg isn't exactly the "african american mecca" or anything like that so that means WE all stick out. I'd like to think that we arent elitists but sometimes I'm just like..."wow, we reealllly don't fit in." For example, there happened to be 4 black couples in line for the chair lift. 3 of those couples were together...and there was us. Ok fine...UNTIL we started the ascent up the mountain. All of a sudden we hear "huh? what? go go go" (kind of like rap music) I'm like...oooooo boy here WE go. Hubby and I try to pretend we don't hear the madness and see the stares from people (b/c of course they assumed we were all together). THEN, one of the 'ladies' yells "Oooh gurl if I fall my baby gone get a buncha munni." WHY do our people act like this? For fear of sounding Bill Cosby'ish I'll hush and not go on about it...but I'm really confused on how the "class proportions" were divided when we were born. I mean what makes some of us sit up straight at the table and others slouch and sit with their legs open? Why do some people think it's ok to have red and yellow hair and others wouldn't be caught dead with anything other than brown or black hair? I know you can say "oh it's the culture you grew up in" or whatever, but I don't buy it. Why? I grew up in the ghetto too...and I adopted the "do better" philosophy. *shrug*

I had some reallllly interesting things to type about and in putting the kids to bed I totally forgot. Maybe tomorrow.

G'Night Folks,

Lady Doss