Guys and Girls: Why ya gotta act like that?


So… Jill Scott/Maxwell concert last night… all manner of brilliance on stage. Quote of the night from Maxwell: Girl deactivate your facebook account cause the only thing that's going to be poking you tonight is me. I think the longer he's on tour, the more freaky he's getting. Some chick hurled her drawers at the stage before he'd sung half a note, he sniffed them and tucked them away. [eww!] He did a super-sexy rendition of 'Til the Cops Come Knockin' – Amen. Jilly did Jill. She is a force to be reckoned with. Have never heard her hit a bad note. Ever. Her version of Golden brought a little tear to my eye.

For my Dallas peeps, if you want to know where all the gorgeous, well-dressed single ladies are – you shoulda come to the Maxwell concert. Seriously. Okay, as for me…

First up, more people that I know work for a particular global financial services company than I realized. Like New Dude. We were in one of their corporate suites (living life as it's supposed to be lived) when I ran into three people I know. Including a VP that I disliked and a woman I thought I had fired from said company. Interesting but no big deal.

New Dude's ex-wife also works for said financial company. She lives in a state far, far away yet managed to somehow be at this concert, in this suite, on this night. As I told New Dude - it's my dating juju. Think of the most ridiculous "how could it happen" scenario and I find myself in it. Whoever I did wrong in the past that is causing karma to snapback on my ass now, I offer my sincerest apologies to you. I want good juju again.

Anyway. New Dude's Ex is gorgeous. I can't even front. Old girl is model quality gorgeous, almost six feet tall and damn near flawless to look at. I, on the other hand, needed spanx to get into my outfit, my makeup was melting a little and my hair hit the humidity and went straight to Chaka Khan's I Feel For You video look. Let's just say between the animal print, the melty eye makeup and the hair do, I was looking "exotic". Moving on…

New dude had no idea she'd be there and clearly she had no idea he'd be there. They both stood stone still in horrified dismay upon seeing each other. It was like a stand-off at sunset in an old western... where two people face off other waiting to see who's going to pull the trigger first. Awkward. And then there was the little issue of me. New Dude's ex came with a female coworker and was not cool (at all) to see New Dude with a date. I had to think back, they've been divorced for two years and were separated for nine months before that. Still clearly some issues...

I could tap dance around it but point blank – she was b!tchy. B!tchy to the point where New Dude's Sr. VP offered us the private platinum suite that he was holding for someone else. Yes, she was that bad. (We took the new suite - gorgeous!) I don't know what their story was but she is clearly not in a good place with the "moving on - what's past is past - Let Go/Let God" of it all. Just snippy with the verbal dart-throwing and taking every opportunity to be unpleasant. Here's a quote from her to him, "So do you think you moved up or down the food chain with this one?" His reply to her, "My response would be ungentlemanly and would hurt your feelings." Good answer on his part but…

Ladies, why ya gotta act like that? What does being nasty to your ex and/or his next do for you? No bueno. Not in the short term or the long run. In public? In front of your co-workers? I'm just wondering ladies, have you done this? Given your ex the stink eye mean mug while talking smack out the side of your neck? And if so, why? Because now I'm wondering, damn! What causes a response like that? Or is she just crazy? BougieLand, your thoughts on the subject please.

Next up, we're at the CVS after the concert feeding my Fiji Water addiction. Random dude walks past and says, "How you doin' tonight?" I give him my standard reply, "I'm great thanks for asking." I add the smile and keep it rolling. New Dude is contemplating whether he wants to stay up and do some work (Energy drink) or just shut it down for the night (White Tea Peach Snapple). While we are standing there discussing beverage choices, Random Dude circles back around. He reaches between the two of us (without an 'excuse me') to grab something out of the cooler. While standing between me and New Dude, with his back to New Dude he says, "Can I get you something while I'm in here?" My clueless butt doesn't think anything of it so I say, "No, I'm good." Random Ninja leans towards me and says, "Are you sure?" *blinkety blinkety blink* Out of the corner of my eye I see New Dude take a step back into the "Am I going to have to shut down some Negro Nonsense up and through here" position with an eyebrow uptick and a side-eye. So I fall back and say firmly, "I'm all good. Can't think of a thing you could do for me." Random Ninja shrugs, grabs his drink, has nerve enough to grin at New Dude and bounces.

Now let me just say, I'm not THAT kinda cute. I'm not "roll up on her in the CVS even though she's with somebody" cute. So my question is…

Fellas? Where Dey Do Dat At? What's the reasoning behind rolling up even if a girl is clearly otherwise occupied? Isn't that against some sort of man-code? Don't ya'll talk about this in the locker room? What possible reason is there to almost get your ass kicked reaching for a 20-ounce bottle of Dr. Pepper on a Tuesday night? BougieFellas, have you done this? BougieLadies, have you had this happen to you? People please explain the unauthorized, unsolicited roll-up on otherwise occupied persons? Your thoughts please.

The Floor Is Yours.
p.s. All drama aside, we had a great time.