Wow, it seems like I'm losing my mind here but really I'm just tired of being catagorized by my color. Waking up and getting ready for work I encounter the world once I open my the front door to my apartment.  I just want to be transparent in todays society because of all the racial and stupidity that still divides the nation and even the world. Would you be able to guess what race I am by the details I leave in this blog?  I'll take you through a day in my life and at the end see if you if you can tell me my color.

 

 The wal-mart brand alarm clock wakes me up for my eight to five collections job that I have been working off and on for 6 years.  The coffee of champions awakens my senses like trash truck juice spuing from a morning dump truck.  I put on my attire, which is usually business from my designer frame glasses to my Stacey Adams dress shoes.  The drive to work is usually quick but may be prolonged do to my musical concert in my car. Lol....

 

I work the typical day of dealing with not only my co-workers but the uneasy wave of," I can't pay my car note." customers!  I take it all in though, and then slowly let it come back out and explain the dark consequences of a reposession weighting down the FICO score. I am never to aggressive with these people and maybe it's because I am in their same shoes. Can you tell me my color?  Maybe you need more details, well today your out of luck but their will be more to come. Today just happens to be a work day and I'm 3 minutes late! What color am I?