ͳey whipped around, looking scared, like they been
caught . . . and then we all started laughing.
Now, let me pause real quick, and give you some
background. Black College Reunion was like when all the
salmon go upstream to spawn, and they squirting mating
juices everywhere—that was basically Black College
Reunion. Except with more DMX playing in the background.
But me and my friend Shamona, we thought we were
better than that. We were the girls there who acted real
uppity and classy. When dudes tried to talk about “Shake
that ass!” we’d be like, “Ugh! Buy us drinks!” We were real
snobby, talking about how we didn’t do that stuĉ . . . but of
course we went to Black College Reunion knowing what it
was.
So we weren’t any different, we just fooled ourselves.
I talked with them for a while, and as we were boarding,
Titus saw me use my employee pass.
Titus: “Oh, you work for that airline?”Tiffany: “Yeah, I work for them.”Titus: “Oh, that’s crazy, I work for an airline too.
Where you work at?”Tiffany: “LAX.”Titus: “I work at LAX, too!”