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OTHER PEOPLE MONEY

 (ghostwriter looking back at his show business career and experience of the up and downs)...before my wife made me get a real job in the real world, life was smooth,if a performer can make a living from show business that is great,show business is just like a street drug dealer looking for a double up,the business part is like a gambler making deals for a cash pay off...when I started working at a real job in the real world,I realized how lawyers make money,I saw a lot of money to be made by suing but I am not that kind of person but I did meet a African American woman that had that as a hustle,she drove a nice car and spoke very well,her name was L.B. I will never forget her because she showed me her *GET DOWN*  that means her "TICKET" she once had three class action lawsuits going at the same time and the results were she won all three back to back. L.B. was a true hustler from the hood,she stay away from ghetto people because she said they "cost her too much money!"(those were her words, I remember both of us laughing with agreeing)... I took a couple notes from L.B. to add to my business note book. she said companies hire walking lawsuits and she target that person..she told me her being a African American woman is bate,and wait for the target to show up at the work place,I read one of her lawsuits winning,it was a twenty thousand dollars harassment settlement,she explained to me the California law harassment...I liked L.B. as a person but her hustle was against my belief, I understand she had the "TICKET" of making money with other people's money,setting them up for the big pay off........

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(OTHER PEOPLE MONEY a snake in the grass)

working in the real world was a up close eye opener for me,I grow up in show business then all of sudden life changed because of a wife making decisions for me...in the real world you eventually find a place you enjoy working at,the person's names are protected in this story because it's not their story but mine, meaning it's about me. I used to work at a corporate office,where two brothers name F.K and S.K. started a business in their bedroom home,the business grew to become successful,where they had three locations in California.I had a very large marble desk,my own bathroom,landline,my own desktop,a.c. and heat..my boss was name R.P...the c.e.o..f.k. Love his business more than his brother S.K.,well from my view because F.K. was more driven to succeed,F.K.,he drove a different Porsche for every day of the week and S.K. drove a new s.u.v. every year. the famous basket ball player W. C. was a regular visitor,visiting the general manager name R.Z.,w.c. had a million dollar smile, also hip hop rapper W.G. would stop by to visit my boss...about W.G. one day one of the female employees wanted to meet him for going out on a date,I am thinking W.G. is not going to want to meet this girl, WRONG!! this employee came 100!, W.G. mentioned that she had cake and he took her phone number and did call her...I guess W.G. like light skin African American women with a phat ass,(by the way famous people should not go out on serious dates with groupies..the female employee could not stop talking about their private moments together,Allegedly,I will not go into details about her stories about her time with the famous rapper)... Todd b, famous actor had a meeting or something like that there,he was quiet..one day F.K. quickly taught me about propaganda,I took business notes,and he was out the door,I study and research the art of propaganda..when the business God's are near you,you pay attention..F.K. and his team rewarded success for example if a employee reached his/her goal a celebration was given in their name,I mean you have not seen a celebration and a party like at this building,F.K. and S.K. was loved by their employees because F.K. himself would tell you where your weakness were,he would also tell the janitor what smells good in the restroom and hallways,because visitors would comment so F.K. would say keep that scent...where is the writer going with this,well, let's go deep down a sad dark hole...my boss came to me one day and said  "we've been hit bad,very BAD" in business terms I knew what that meant...a company director of marketing stole a lot of company money, the saying a snake in the grass means you can not see the nasty creature coming..the company went in to full gear trying to recover from the hit but this piece of crap of a marketing director hit the company with a wrecking ball! hundreds of employees lost their jobs and all locations were closed...other people money, what is the lesson here: to all business owners small and large, cut your own grass....(note on propaganda: propaganda is a business tool, this tool can be use for good or bad..this tool is mostly used by promoters and advertising companies,departments or agents). 

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(OTHER PEOPLE MONEY Cupid shot a poison arrow in to my high school sweetheart).......

The spirits humble my wife when the water in the fountain of youth dried up..my wife finally get a real job in the real world,the day she received her first pay check, we had a argument, when I asked to see the pay check,she thought I was going to take it and keep it,like she did my pay checks( omg! I have a fresh vision in my mind of my wife face that day, crying) "here take it!" frown on her face, she hand her very first pay check to me,I look at the amount of her pay check, her pay rate and hours,I gently handed her pay check back to her,and said tell me about your new job, she wiped away her tears and laugh,then begin to tell me about her new job in a new real world....my wife worked at a store in a shopping mall,her first job for many years,she would bring me gifts home,she really liked her boss,she bought her OWN car. bringing our family together in to a two income house hold was not winning financially..as my wife and I grow up in the real world we grow a part,simply because hood folks and ghetto folks are raised differently,hood people are trying to get to the upper class,always doing better and better.our final conversation was "WHAT ARE WE DOING?" "WHERE ARE WE GOING?"  "WHAT ARE THE FUTURE MOVES?" my wife was cool with "one day at a time, let tomorrow take care it's self"..she was fine with my hustle but now she seen the real world up close and personal,she was not so 100!...OTHER PEOPLE MONEY,wow!...people really show their true self when it's NOT OTHER PEOPLE MONEY...(ghostwriter resentment) after my wife and I separated it took years to pay for the debt she caused,even though her credit was my credit,it was put on mine,for example a eighteen hundred dollars Sprint phone bill was put on my credit and not her credit during our separation,I asked her to pay for it she said no! because we're still married,so it's just as my bill than her's..in the end my wife grew up in the real world doing o.K. she did apologize for taking my youth and childhood away from me.. she remarried and still let me hit it and quit it anytime I want it...I would send her back to her husband,wide! loose! and sticky!, my wife be driving away going back home to her new husband,I would be thinking, damn! O.P.P. = OTHER. PEOPLE. PUSSY.=.........(are we witches!) huh? are we? :-) 

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(ADAM VS. EVE)

my divorce was based on me being a capitalist and my wife being a socialist at war under the same roof...watching my production company going down in ruins of financial destruction,all my sweat,blood and tears fading away in front of my very own eyes like a magic trick...The court agreed to accept and granted the divorce under the law in proving irreconcilable differences.The wife only requires to keep her property in her name after final date but until final date continues the marriage name..oh boy waiting to be served was nerve wrecking because in California, in six months a spouse can stop the divorce,any wife or husband,so I was so, um,so, how do you say..a good boy but very distant,such as sleeping in my car instead of inside,oh yeah and avoiding my wife pussy trap,yes I knew my wife vagina was POWERFUL! like kryptonite to superman and I knew girl power was in full effect during these final months of marriage..I needed to show my wife I was serious about the divorce..I moved out to small place and paid for my old apartment where my wife was staying until she found a apartment of her own,my wife invited me to see  her new apartment when the days of divorce was becoming final,nice secured building,my wife had a job and a car of her own,surely I felt better of her decisions of choices in moving to a neighborhood and not moving in to a rat hole or cockroaches apartments,wait,a husband maybe but not a wife,the car she drive was very nice and she was making her own money and I feel that she is safe when the divorce is final....my wife had the keys to the old place,I did not change the locks on the doors or change the remote control for the gate,I was paying for the old place and a small new place for some time, but not living there and one day,and one day and one day... I.. I just..I.........I just did it, just..............  I ran away from home.                                               _______________________________________________


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