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A Conversation On The Emerald Train

(Writer’s Note: I have proofread this story at least two or three times (I can’t remember the exact number), so the misspelled words in this story are intentional… Hope you enjoy the story…)

 

Zelda boarded The Emerald Train to head home after a long day. And after taking a seat, she went into her handbag to grab her phone to see her text messages. And she went on to text back and forth with a friend for a handful of minutes, before attaching some earbuds to the phone to listen to some music, as to fill in the time until the train arrived at her stop…

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And after zoning out to the music for a few minutes, Zelda looked around the train and saw a dark melanin skin toned, dreadlocked, and goateed middle aged man to the left of her eyeing her like a hawk eyeing his next prey that’ll be on his next poster. And after staring at him for a handful of seconds, Zelda said to the man…

“Is there a particular reason that you’re staring at me like you expect me to call you on your cell phone”?…

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O I’m sorry… What did you say?…”… Asked The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

………………..”… Responded Zelda.

“O I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable… It’s just been a long day… Worked my last day at the airport before officially receiving my pink slip… And staring at you just brought a smile to my face… But once again, I apologize for making you uncomfortable”… Replied The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

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You worked at the Sleeping Garde Cosmopolitan Airport?… I heard on the news that they were laying off around three, four hundred people…”… Responded Zelda

“Yeah…”…  Replied The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

“Sorry for your circumstance”… Responded Zelda.

“Yeah… Worked there for the last six years… Good pay, good benefits, good healthcareAll that gone now

Sleeping Garde is merging with Boisterous Interurban, and they’re cutting back on costs… And I got caught up in it”… Replied The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

Big business really sucks at times… So what are you gonna do now”?… Asked Zelda.

“Shit I don’t know… I’ll collect unemployment for a little and look for a job elsewhere”… Answered The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

“Have you thought about going back to school… I go to Millenium U… Workin’ on my BSN Degree”… Said Zelda.

“Nah… Went to school around a decade ago… That’s how I was able to get the Line Technician job in the first place… I’m just gonna search around town, and hopefully find a job that’s comparable to Sleeping Garde…

So do you work”?… Asked The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

“Yeah… I work at Orenge Garden Medical Center… And between working around thirty hours a week there, and another fifteen at Millenium U, I’m always busy”… Replied Zelda.

“Well that’s good that you have a job and workin’ on your degree… I hope my daughter will have the same drive as you by the time she graduates high school… All she’s interested in right now is gettin’ likes on social media

(Writer’s Note: Here’s an interesting article about How Tryin’ for social media likes is killing our real non social media lives joy If you’re interested)

… Tryin’ to be a different pop star every other week, and… Trap boyz… I don’t know what that is… And really… I don’t care”… Responded The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

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I’m pretty sure that it’s a faze… With the exception of social media, that pretty much sounded like me when I was her age… That sounds like me now… I just have to prioritize things like rent, bills, food, insurance, clothing, and whatnot… And I have to work and go to school so that I can pay for those things… But I still make time for the fun things in life… Got to… Or else what would be the point of living if you’re not goin’ to enjoy it… At least sometimes”… Replied Zelda.

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Yeah I guess… I hang out with some friends at times… But I mostly work, take care of my kids, and whenever I have some time, sleep… I think I’ll enjoy life when I can retire… But that’s at least a couple of decades from now…

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I like your hairstyle… It’s very dope”… Said The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

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Dope… Thank you very much for the compliment”… Replied Zelda.

“I’m not into the latest slang that your generation uses, but dope was the first word that came to my mind”… Responded The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

“Well your dreads are dope as well”… Replied Zelda.

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So does that tattoo on your chest have a particular meaning”?… Asked The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

“My best friend and I got it when we graduated high school… I got more meaningful tattoos… Like the one on my right forearm… The face is of my mother… I got it when she was going through cancer and I thought I was gonna lose her… And the butterflies around her face are because they start out as these slimy worms, but over time, they shed layers, and eventually become that beautiful butterfly who flies the skies for all the world to see

I know that’s not exactly how a caterpillar becomes a butterfly, but I just thought that it was a good representation of my mom during her battle with cancer”… Replied Zelda.

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Well it’s a beautiful tattoo…

None of my tattoos are that meaningful… I just like getting them… Although I would say that my favorite one is of the Devon House that I got when I went to Jamaica a few years back”… Responded The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

“Can I see it”?… Asked Zelda.

“Okay hold on”… Answered The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

And then he pulled up his collared shirt up to his collarbone, to show Zelda the large and very expansive Devon House tattoo that nearly takes up the entire arm…

“It’s very beautiful”… Said Zelda.

“Yeah it is”… Replied The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

“I’m gettin’ a tattoo on my left forearm next week”… Said Zelda.

“O yeah… Of what”?… Asked The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

“Of a large afro black girl blowing a large bubblegum bubble… Been wanting to get this one for a while now.. Answered Zelda.

“That’s… Dope”… Replied The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

“Yeah it is”… Responded Zelda.

“So where do you go get your tattoos at”?… Asked The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

The Humble Troll on West Way”… Answered Zelda.

“Never heard of them… I go to The Black Bird over on Azure Lane… Been going there for years”… Replied The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

“I heard they charge high for tats and piercings… Particularly this one tattooer… I  forgot his name… It’s um…”… Responded Zelda.

“… Sunny… Yeah she’s done most of my tats… She does charge high, but she works fast and I’ve never had any complaints

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… Can’t wait to get home… I haven’t eaten all day… Can’t wait to put some ground beef on the grill, and make a couple of juicy burgers”… Said The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

“Sounds good”… Responded a ….. Zelda.

“You don’t like burgers”?… Asked a ….. The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

“I do… But I’m trying to watch what I eat… Gotta lose some weight”… Replied Zelda.

“Says who?… Because you sho look good to me”… Responded The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

“Yeah I know… My boyfriend thinks I’m crazy, but I don’t like being this big…

My thighs are the size of Kanye’s ego, and my arms are too flabby… I need to get them toned up”… Replied Zelda.

“Well you can’t live you life trying to be one of the most beautiful women in the world… You just gotta be yourself, and be happy about it…

I mean I’m no Idris, but I think I’m rather handsomeIf I must say so myself”… Responded The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

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Yeah I know… But loving yourself in a society that does everything possible to tell you that you’re not beautiful is a challenge

(Writer’s Note: Here’s a very interesting article about the language of beauty ads. I think you’ll be fascinated/intrigued by it like I was)

I hope one day I’ll arrive at that point, but I ain’t there yet”… Replied Zelda.

“Well I hope you get there before you do something to your body that you’ll later regret

(Writer’s Note: Here’s an article about the growing acceptance of plastic surgery within the black community… Make of it as you will… …..)

… I can’t stand to see beautiful women who get work done, or inject something in their bodies, or put something on their skin to lighten it

(Writer’s Note: I feel obligated to point out that skin lightening just ain’t a woman thang)

…And afterward, they look like a special effects from a Hollywood movie… It’s just sad”… Responded The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

O no… I’m not doing anything drastic like thatI just wanna slim down a bit Well more than a bit to be honest

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Well my stop is coming up… It was nice talking to you…”… Said Zelda.

“Likewise”… Replied The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

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“You know if you ever feel like just talking or whatever… You can call or text me if you want”… Said Zelda.

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Yeah I would like that”… Replied The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man.

And then Zelda gave The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man her number, before saying to him…

“Zelda…”…

“Roosevelt…”… Replied The Dark Melanin Skin Toned, Dreadlocked, And Goateed Middle Aged Man… Now known as Roosevelt.

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“I guess I’ll talk to you later”… Said Zelda.

……….”… Responded Roosevelt.

And shortly thereafter, The Emerald Train stopped and Zelda got off to walk the four block walk home…