Friday Foolishness: I QUIT THIS B!TCH!!!

Its Friday and guess what?
I got some real for real foolishness for ya.
Okay, ive told yall before about my hood affiliations. And if you know anything about the hood and hood folks of the south, you know that they love two things, God and Lottery.
Now, my sister’s guy is the epitome of hood. His family is the family everyone thinks of when you think of hood. Big boisterous, flashy, rowdy, rough, and plenty mo adjectives.
They firmly believes in that lotto.
The buy scratch offs and powerball tickets religiously. Many a holiday is spent drinking, playing spades (of which I am the queen of running the table FYI) and discussing what they gone do when they hit them numbers. And What is the first thing they all want to do when “them numbers” come in?
Quit they muthaf!cking job. That’s right.
Now I aint saying nothing wrong with that. Im pretty sure if I fell up on 10 million bucks or so I would be tossing the deuces, singing and doing a Chris Brown dance routine out the door on that a$$ as well; and I like my job.

(umm for those of yall unfamiliar, this is a bit of foreshadowing right here)

So yesterday everything is going normal. We get up, we go to work, and around noon ish the powerball numbers are announced.
I don’t play and I was in training so ya know im doing what I do (which involved drawing smiley faces on my training manual) when my cell starts to go off back to back I get a text message from my sister saying “I need you to call me ASAP”
I discretely (well as discretely as I could, My ringer was on lol) step out of the room to take the call

“B!tch Guess what????
“What girl, im in training”
“XXXX done hit the dayum powerball”
“WHAT”
“YES im dead serious”
So I tell her on my break I am going to see how much it is, how to cash it in etc and hurry back in the room.
An hour later, we break for lunch.
I call my sister to see what’s up. If they had the info or still needed it.
Apparently, they no longer needed.
In the hour since I had last talked to her.
Her boyfriend, had gotten excited. Called his family and told them they were winners.
They rolled down on the job to pick him up.
He walks packs his shyt up and tells them he off.
The Boss was like.. uh where the hell you going?
To which he responded “ I quit this bitch’
He grabs his shyt. Throws the deuces, literally and slick might have pushed some shyt off a desk on his way out.
He and his sister then proceed to hold hands and dance around in a circle in the parking lot.
Praising and worshipping . The sister is reportedly overheard saying.
“I just prayed for a new car, GOD did that shyt”

They roll car full to the place where they cash in the ticket. The playing Jeezy, putting on for they city.
Get to the spot. Hand in the ticket.
The cashier congratulates them on winning.
Puts the ticket in the drawer and hands them…..
7.00.
Huge Record Scratch

7.00
SEVEN.

This fool done quit his job in grand fashion. The family done danced and prayed and got jiggy with it.
For 7.00
Seven.

You can learn a lot from a dummy.

Now Im not familiar with how the powerball works but he didn’t hit all of the numbers only like 5 of the six? And then several others had 5…
Next time. Imma need them to wait till the cash is IN Hand to act a Dayum Fool.

Soooo what say you? any foolishness to share today?