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A few months ago I went to happy hour with a few of my co-workers. One of them called me "edgy" with a little bit of "ghetto". I didn't really care because I was a few vodka sodas deep and haven't thought about it since.... until today.
I just came out of a meeting and stopped by co-worker friendly's cube.
Co-Worker Friendly - What's wrong? Did you just get out of another meeting?
Me - Ya... I feel like I just got bent over and *earmuffs* *earmuffs* *earmuffs*
Co-Worker Friendly - (uncomfortable laugh) Ohh....
Me - I've never waned to *earmuffs* slap someone so bad and then *earmuffs* *earmuffs* *earmuffs* etc...
As I walked I away I realized, "Wow... normal people probably don't talk that way in the work place... or at all". I decided that I really need to work on my language as a "lady". I thought about being edgy and ghetto... and then also remembered what the Mr. had once told me as a result of my "gangsta-ness".
"Babe - I could never cheat on you. I'm too scared you would cut my *earmuffs* off and throw it in some bush somewhere."
I suppose being "ghetto" has its pros and cons.
I will cut you.