I told my supervisor that I had decided to leave MBS permanently. When he asked where I’d be going, I told him that I had finally decided to follow through with a dream that I’d had since not long after my divorce: I was going to take classes in massage therapy and become a licensed massaginist (if you don’t get it, say it out loud). He asked if I couldn’t do both, so I agreed that with his permission, I would work at MBS *and* be a massaginist. Okay, I’m not really leaving MBS. I have, however, put in an application for a daytime position. It will mean giving up my shift differential, but I can afford it more easily now that Nextcard has been paid off. Besides, I’ll make some of it back on my next wage review in four months. If I get the job. So, the hip hop station was playing last night, and several times I was treated to Beyonce singing *Soldier*, one of the main (and few) lyrics of which is “If ya status ain’t hood/I ain’t lookin’ at ya.” Out of intellectual curiosity, I have decided to establish by exactly what formula or criteria one’s status may described as “hood” or not.
Well, as you may remember, I re-financed my car through Mizzou Credit Union a couple of weeks ago, which is how I paid off Nextcard. Apparently (and I know because I have a copy of the check), Kia processed Mizzou’s payment, withdrew the funds, and then *forgot* that they had done so. Wednesday I got an account overdue notice from them. I took it straight to the credit union, and Kia is “researching” it. Go them. Looks like this weekend I’ll be watching “Nation ofthe Dead” (or whatever it’s called). Apparently, it’s been getting good reviews. Mostly, I’m gearing up for next weekend studying kali with Kevin in Topeka.
Have a great weekend, everybody!
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