I Used to be a Full-Time Troll, Now I'm just Part- Time.

Y'all...I used to be a troll, and I am not referencing my pink hair okay...I mean I used to be a TROLL in a sense of trying to get under people's skin; it was terrible.  If I got irritated about something that I saw or heard someone say, whether it was about me or any of my friends or family, I'd pop my knuckles and get to trolling. I don't just match what was said, I try to one-up it and take it too far sometimes. My trolling wasn't just on the internet, it was in real life/in-person too, I always said and still say things to purposely make people upset and then wait on their next move. I'm quick with the clapbacks and a good shady read too. Like "Oh you tried it, so now I am about to give you a good, HONEST, filthy READ and see what you have to say now." I just ALWAYS have something to say and it's honestly annoying at times because I sit back an think, "Angela, why did you have to say that?"

For example, I went to eat the other day (and yes I said the other day because like the blog post title says "now I'm just part-time.") with my family for my sister's birthday and of course, it's a packed Friday, so there's a wait. Now I didn't have anything to say about the wait because I've worked as a server and I know sometimes folks don't like to get up from the table, causing parties to wait. Sidenote: if you can, try to be mindful of these two things: it not only holds the server from making more money (they don't get the minimum wage pay amount, so tips are imperative), but people are waiting to enjoy the same experience you just did. ANYWAY, back to me always having something to say. We're waiting inside the front doors, not quite in the lobby, where people are walking in and out. So this lady comes in the restaurant, puts her name on the list and walks away with her pager they give you to tell you when your table is ready. As she comes through the doors I'm telling my family something and she is alllllllllllllllllllll IN MY MOUTH y'all. To be specific, I saw something hilarious and I started cracking up and my family is wondering why, so I say, "the reason why I was laughing was because.." When I tell y'all this lady stopped then tried to open the door slowly to be nosey and listen to the rest of the conversation, I mean she might as well had asked what I was laughing at. So mid-sentence I say, "stop being nosey trying to open the door slowly, nobody is talking to you," then I proceeded with my story as she quickly exited the area. I know that was terrible, but I can't stand nosey folks, but STILL it was terrible. 

The sad thing is, when I tried to come up with an example to give y'all, my mind went blank because there are too many occasions and I don't have just a single go-to example chile. I genuinely just had to sit there and ponder what the hell I was going to give y'all, which is pretty sad I must admit. At one point during me thinking of these times, I started busting out laughing and laughed for like 3 minutes at how ridiculous I can be. I am working on it though, really hard. 

I realized that I don't always have to have a comeback for something, I don't always have to have the last word, I don't always have to tell someone about themselves. There's definitely a difference between responding to something or someone and being combative. Being combative is not a great trait to have as a person and not as a well-rounded woman, but choosing WHEN to respond instead of REACT is. 

I am a work in progress chile, BUT every day I am transforming into a person that I couldn't see myself being because I had been one way for so long. In my next blog post, I will share with you all how I started making necessary changes and my inspiration behind deciding to make these changes!

To play on the title of this blog post, I wanted to drop a troll-inspired look for you all to enjoy below. All of these pieces are actually from Forever 21, which I no longer own because well, happy weight is realllll y'all, and then like...those shoes hurt my feet so they had to go. ENJOY! 

-xoxo

Angie