Grocery Store Tricks

Tell me something ladies, when your man goes to the grocery store, stays gone for a half an hour and comes back with a loaf of bread and a six pack of beer, you don't question it. You think he just went out for some beer, because you just bought a loaf of bread the other day. He just thought to be courteous to the house. You didn't think he could be having an affair. He was only gone 3o-minutes, and he made the trip to the grocery store, he got the bread and beer. He couldn't have been with a woman, it takes longer than that to get off; right? Well, he could have picked up a prostitute, went out to his car and got off and drove home. They do it at Meijer, Wal-Mart and Kroger. Only Kroger has a team of women that patrol the stores to shuffle the women out, whenever they enter the store. They don't know who I am, and try to intimidate me to leave the store and I never leave the store. I just keep on shopping like I don't even notice them. Whole Foods have a group of women that keep watch, too. See, I remember that episode of "Happy Days", when The Fonz" tries to teach Richie how to find a date in the grocery store and he ends up crashing his cart into shoppers carts he thought was attractive. Well, today there is not hitting carts. It is a for sure thing most of the time.

Remember LaRosa Market on Orchard Lake, by the railroad tracks as it split off for the left hand split into Middlebelt? Yeah, in 2002, I discovered their link to prostitution, before I had been to jail in 2010. I was living on Myra at the time and got a weekly circular. They would have the best sales on pop and lunch meat, and it was a shorter ride than Walmart, and I would go there to get whatever sale beat Walmart's. When men started following me to the store and the guy who worked there started stopping and holding long conversations I got nervous. One day, this man I had seen at the gym with "my man" working out, followed me through the store. When I got to the check-out, he got behind me without a cart. As I as I unloaded my cart, he reached into my cart and handed me my cheese. I gave him a funny look, but smiled, because I remembered him from the gym. I continued unloading my stuff on the belt paid and left. He looked stunned as I paid him no mind after relieving him of my cheese. Another great deal 2/$5, Kraft Singles, 24 count. He was White, and I found out from my time at OCJ, White men love Black women. "My man" just has "The courage of his convictions". That man, I guess he was a cop that bought sex at LaRosa's. He had gotten close to "my man" to be the one to have to break the news to him that I was a prostitute. I was just saving some money. I had no idea that it was a whorehouse, probably because I'm not a whore. I saw old classmates, an old classmates mother and just hookers in the store to feel me out. I just got my few things and went out. I even had women checking me out for sex!

" Even now, the b*lld*gging female police try to tell him that I'm not the one for him. They only see me from a law enforcement point of view. When they get off work, they hang with other cops and the people in their all White neighborhoods. they only see us as thugs and prostitutes. Like I can only see female law enforcement as authoritative dykes. The problem is our environment leads our thinking. Oakland County female deputies especially. They lead female of all creeds and colors into gay activites and prostitution. They don't have my education, never wrote a book or kept a man for 24 years. All they see is color, and that's sad. When you only got your job, because of your color and a racket, you tend to think of life through the same foggy glasses. They believe they are better than me. How dare "my man" pick me over them? Remember what I said, before, choosing them would be choosing a third person in their bed. That ain't right!

"Judge not, that you be not judged. For with what judgment you judge, you will be judged; and with the measure you use, it will be measured back to you." This teaching from Jesus advises against condemning, hypocritical, or harsh judgment, warning that the same standard used on others will be applied by God to oneself. John: 7:1-2