I Don't Know Her

This past Saturday night was interesting. Actually, interesting is an understatement. After a super fun and relaxing girls day, my friend and I decided to go to Mama Shelter for dinner. Everything started off normal. I paid 1000 dollars to park per usual and my friend and I began walking towards the restaurant. As I made my way to the destination, I recognized two male songwriters that I had worked with in the past and somewhat recently. One guy, we'll call him "Brent" is a songwriter that I know from Atlanta and the other guy, we'll call him "Darryl" Is a songwriter based here, in LA. I recognized Darryl first and it basically went downhill from there. As I started to give him the "I know you" look. He immediately shook with fear and screamed "I don't know her", "I don't know you", "I DON'T KNOW YOOOOU"! At this point, the nice lady behind him (his wife) started to sing Brandy's song Who Is She To You in her head while Brent..chile... Brent started a tight-booty-cheek power walk towards his car. It was strange. In the midst of it, I began to realize that he DID know me but he was trying to figure out if we had slept together or not. The answer to his fear filled tirade....ABSOLUTELY NOT!!! It was obvious that he was trying to cover up an affair that never happened so I decided to have a little fun. As he kept repeating "I don't know her" I kept saying Yes you do, YOU DO, YOU DO,YOU DOOOOO. After about 2 minutes us dueling about if he know me or not, a look of relief shined across his face and It finally clicked. Yeah, he did know me because we had worked together last summer on a project. The only sheets we had in common were split sheets. After his ridiculous meltdown he gave me a hug and whispered to me that he was sorry. His excuse was that the "Me too" movement had a lot of ni**as shook. My response was a blank long stare that simply said Jesus wept.

I walked away from that conversation with a lot to think about. First of all, how is it that you don't remember the difference between the women you've bedded and the women you've worked with? B, How are you a whole married man with single man problems? 3A, what in the ENTIRE hell?? I'm having a hard time trying to understand how people take marriage so lightly or why people step outside of a convenant to live a fear based life. I don't have all the answers but I contribute it to a lust issue that has a taken a huge stronghold on men in the world today. I actually took time to pray about it because I never want to be the woman who watches my husband put himself on a witness stand simply because he can't figure out how he knows a woman who's face looks familiar. Although the scenario was a little funny and made for a good blog topic, the truth is, his wife is still going to deal with these issues today, tomorrow and probably the next day. That is sad. Ladies, PLEASE pray for these brothers out here, aint nothing wrong with em' it's just that EVERYTHING is wrong with em'. I need all heads bowed in agreement that we have got to do better. Thoughts anyone?