Puppy For Sale…

By: Stepha­lo­city

Well not really, but seriously…what is up with my pup? He only seems to like expen­sive san­dals and rugs, poops on the same spot in the hall­way and refu­ses to do so on the wee wee pad!

Jack­son Cas­sius Rosa is a 10 week old Mal­tese / Shi­tzu  —  he’s fiesty and a cle­ver one. Love him very much and I know with pup­pies you have to be patient and take care of them as if they were a new­born, but pleaseeeee…stop eating my san­dals Jack­son! He’s slick too when he finds anything on the floor that he’s not sup­po­sed to be che­wing on, he’ll take it to his crate and hide it LOL.

Enjoy the pics of him plot­ting and tea­ring my rug apart! :p

Freeloaders Have No Shame in Their Game!

By: Stepha­lo­city

Wel­come to the world of Stepha­lo­city! Take a walk “IN MY SHOES” and stroll into my per­so­nal life as I live it. It may be a long walk but don’t worry ever­yone walks in New York City and I only wear com­for­ta­ble shoes! *wink*

Born & rai­sed in Manhat­tan, New York City but you can catch me in Miami, Flo­rida atleast 4 – 5 times a year…I call it my domes­tic para­dise. In 2009 I’ve offi­cially rena­med NYC –> Forks! It’s always rai­ning, I wouldn’t be sur­pri­sed if I ran into Edward Cullen on 5th Avenue!

On my recent trip to Miami in July, it was a cou­sin reu­nion from Cali­for­nia, North Caro­lina, Ft. Lau­der­dale and of course New York! Along with family came some friends and friends of friends, which was fine. So here’s the story of a guest out­wea­ring their welcome…

Upon lan­ding in Miami we all met up at Fat Tuesday’s for some yummy 190 Octa­nes, under 100 degree weather TRUST ME those fro­zen drinks are pure bliss! I said hello to ever­yone and one girl stood out like a sore thumb, I didn’t know her and I’m not Wal­ter Mer­cado but my intui­tions are intact! She rub­bed me the wrong way, didn’t like her vibe — you don’t have to do anything in par­ti­cu­lar to me for me not to like you; it could be your per­so­na­lity or lack there of, too loose, over the top, extre­mely con­fi­dent, loud…yeah basi­cally any of those things will label you as OBNOXIOUS! As the night pro­gres­sed, I lear­ned the anno­ying girl (who was a friend of my cousin’s) “lost her wallet at the air­port.” Which inc­lu­ded her cre­dit card, debit card and cash. Sur­pri­singly she had her ID and right there I knew she was a liar! How do you pos­ses your ID and lose everything else? Smells like BS to me. So of course ever­yone is fee­ling bad for her, buying her drinks, ciga­ret­tes, food but mostly not hum­ble about it — just expec­ting everything!

Free­loa­der, which I rena­med her, was to stay in Ft. Lau­der­dale with my cou­sin and her crew but she’d would much rather stay in Miami atleast for one night. So she somehow mooched her way into my other two cousin’s room and being the good hear­ted peo­ple that they are — said yes, because what’s one night, right? FYI — my cou­sins just met her that night!

Next day in Miami we all met up @ the pool, we sta­yed @ the Royal Palm Hotel. I see Free­loa­der coming with my two cou­sins and I sen­sed something was not right. As Free­loa­der can­non balled in the pool and swam around, I inte­rro­ga­ted my cou­sins. My cou­sins explai­ned to me they felt uncom­for­ta­ble but it’s just for one night so they didn’t mind too much. Free­loa­der still having $0.00 in her poc­kets said she was hungry and asked my cou­sins if they can buy her lunch, have one of their ciga­ret­tes and “hey are you going to finish that drink and bur­ger?” At this point my blood boi­led and told my cou­sins this was unac­cep­ta­ble. They finally caught my drift and was on board for “Ope­ra­tion Free Freeloader.”

Later that night we met up again at our hotel — hos­ted a little pool party. I noti­ced Free­loa­der was wea­ring my cousin’s blouse & sun­glas­ses, she asked if they would mind lis­ting her name on the room so she can per­mit a key…catching my drift now? My cou­sins una­ble to handle this situa­tion, I clearly told them (and I said it loud enough for her to hear because I WILL ALWAYS SAY WHAT YOU ARE AFRAID TO SAY) “HOMEGIRL HAS TO GO!” My 2 cou­sins told her no but she pro­cee­ded to the front desk and got her own key, took some peo­ple up to their room to smoke orga­nic ciga­ret­tes — SMH. This was just plain dis­res­pect­ful and I couldn’t believe my cou­sins were taken advan­tage of.

Ani­mo­sity had built up and Free­loa­der sen­sed my cou­sins dis­tan­cing them­sel­ves. Nonethe­less, Free­loa­der sta­yed in their room again. Follo­wing mor­ning my cou­sins woke up bright and early due to the mug­gi­ness in their room. My cou­sin asked my other cou­sin why was the A/C tur­ned off, slee­ping beauty woke up and explai­ned to them it was too cold so she tur­ned it off…LMAO! This girl was pure comedy and you can’t make this sh*t up!

Spee­ding up to our last night, that’s when my 2 cou­sins deci­ded to grow a back­bone and basi­cally kic­ked her out. Sounds harsh I know, but what are you doing in Miami with no money? Why depend on peo­ple, or per­fect stran­gers for that mat­ter for food, shel­ter and booze?! It’s just not right, and I felt extre­mely bad my 2 cou­sins — couldn’t even enjoy their expen­sive room due to an intruder!

Amongst many other inci­dents, which are too many to name LOL, why does a free­loa­der think they can get away with so much? I’ll tell you why — because a per­son will do what you allow them to do…and that goes for anything in life; love, careers, friendships, etc. Only you can put a end to such things…in life your either a free­loa­der, pusho­ver or a lea­der. Which one are you?

Have you ever encoun­te­red a free­loa­der? What’s your story? How did you handle the situa­tion? Or how would you have hand­led it differently?