Eddie Cane Jr., Crack Pennies, and Coinstar

Well, I am back after bloggers self-imposed maintenance. Tuesday was something else. If you refer to my previous post about S-curl, I was going to try it to keep my new growth soft while I try to stretch my relaxer. Disastrous. On Monday night before I went to bed, I was having a little problem wrapping my hair due to my new growth. Of course, I break out the Soul-Glo and begin spraying away on my new growth. This allowed me to wrap my hair, but I was going to pay for that in the morning. Fast forward to Tuesday morning. I get up and try to unwrap my hair. Wet. As. Hell. I had to coerce my hair out of a wrap and when it was all uncombed I looked like one of the two: 1) A drowned rat 2) Eddie Cane Jr. in the part of the Five Heartbeats when he has fallen off and is singing "Nights Like This" in the parking lot. I tried to fix it the best I could by bumping the ends under....hell, I though maybe I could fry off some of the grease. I still looked like hell. So all day my hair looked like someone who had a Jheri curl that the curls fell out of. I spent all day camped out in my office.
When I got off work I still had to go to choir 'hersal. I went by Rev's job first and of course he said. "You look good Bay". Yeah right. Keep the lie alive. But I noticed he changed his tune when I told him to feel my hair. He got this smile on his face that just said it all. I had let my Soul-Glo. I told him I was totally wearing a hat to 'hersal. So we stop by the house and I throw on my fatigue hat and away we go. 'Hersal went good we learned a new song by Hezekiah Walker called "Grateful". If you really sing it from your heart and know what it is like to be grateful for all the trials He has brought you through.....you can only imagine. Let me backtrack a minute from this point. When we go to the house to pick up the fatigue hat, I expressed the need to get some money from "The Penny Jar" I could discreetly take to one of the FOUR Coinstar machines that they have in Elizabeth City. As sisters tank was on E to the third power and I needed that money so I could get to work the next day. After rehearsal we go to the new Farm Fresh to use the Coinstar machine. Mind, you I have on a fatigue hat with wet faux Jheri curl hair and I am carrying around a gallon Ziploc bag of pennies. Jesus wept. When I go inside, I see the sign saying the maching is out of order. WTF???? They just got it like 3 weeks ago. So Rev and I move on to the Food Lion across the street (why is there a Farm Fresh and a Food Lion across from each other???). When we get there, I get out holding my crack pennies and all and this time there is NO Coinstar there. We regroup and we go to the other Food Lion which is down the street (yeah, I don't get that either) and I am standing in front of the coinstar machine holding my pennies reading a screen that says the machine need Managerial assistance. Now, when I came in there was this employee who saw me and she called for a manager. The manager came alright....came to help her ass on the register. So I take my hindparts over to the Customer Service desk and the same girl tells me, "That machine ain't workin'". I am looking at her like, "Bitch(yes the First Lady said bitch....I'm still saved) you couldn't tell me that when I was standing in front of the Coinstar???" So with what little dignity I left and got back in the car and began telling Rev I have lost all my dignity. (singing) Will I lose my dignity....Will someone care? After letting go of my pride (my dignity was already gone so what else was there to lose?) I let Rev give me 20 dollars and we went to the Chinese food buffet. It was there that I proceeded to eat my feelings. General Tso's chicken would never strip you of your dignity.