Ebony, Mi Amore

Three Strikes and Your Out

MASON

I walked briskly to my office. I have a lot of work to do. I sigh as I sit in my chair. I ring my assistant Lucas and ask him to go for a coffee run for me. I sit and start my bountiful workload. It is going to be a long day.

EBONY

I look at my watch for the first time I'm realizing and see that I have been working for four hours without complaining or wanting a break to come faster. Which was the opposite of what was happening at my old job. That bitch could take "my" spot and kiss my ass. Jensy gets up from her chair and stretches. "Ebony come with me for lunch?" Jensy asks me. "yea I'm coming." I get up and stretch too. Our heels click on the beautiful tiles as we make our way to the front of the building.

We ask Macey to accompany us but she declines so we say our goodbyes and leave. Jensy takes me to this nice African spot where we buy spicy rice and chicken. We each buy ourselves a malta and sit down. we devour everything on the plate whole.

Jensy talks about her new boyfriend and how kind he is to her. How he encourages her to do what she feels is right for her. I sit there knowing I ain't got no one to baby me and love me like Jensy. For a fraction of a second, I feel a lick of jealousy at my heart.

I push it away so fast my head spins. I smile at Jensy and congratulate her. When we look at the time we realize we have more time so we decide to look/walk around before we head back to the building.

As we walk around we see a little mall and we both practically run there. Jensy and I promise each other that we won't buy anything but we will look around and admire the clothes. While we are walking around one of the store workers comes up to us and asks if we would like some help. we tell her no and that we weren't even going to buy anything. She looked at us skeptically and nodded.

She keeps on following us around the store either way. "This bitch has got to be kidding me." I tell Jensy and she nodded her head agreeing with me. "What you said about me?" The bitch askes from behind us. I turn around and tell her plainly and calmly. "You are racially profiling us and following us around the store like we finna take any of this garbage thrift store clothes. Where is your manager anyways."

She starts to shake her head and apologize to us. " W-wait I'm so so sorry." " Nope, nope, nope Lil girl u need to show us where the manager is." she hangs her head and takes us to her manager who listens patiently for me to explain everything.

"So Lisa this is your third strike so now you're out." " What!! You cant sir, please!! You know how I need this Job! Please!" She pleads with her boss who doesn't look like is changing their mind anytime soon. " Lisa we have talked about this already. This is the third time you've done this its time for you to leave." Go clean out your locker"

Lisa looks at me with tears in her eyes and I actually start to feel a little bad for her. Only a little bit though because after she notices she isn't getting to me she stares daggers at me and walks away. The air was suffocating me with her attitude. We thank the Manager and get into Jensy's car. My blood is still boiling.

The car ride back to work was quiet. Jensy held my hand and squeezed. Urging me to calm down. I took in a deep breath. "Oh, Jensy... why" I groaned. "Girl just ignore it and relax because then your just going to be stressed out." Jensy sighed. "okay Jen your right."

My blood slowed into a simmer. Never ever will I be returning to that store again.

Ya'll I just realized how short my pages are right now but I promise they get longer :)-Ruby