inside jamari fox
inside jamari fox - taking you real deep
when you live “the good life”,
money means nothing.
i can see why baller wolves of all kinds throw it around so freely.
even with that kind of money,
i’d still have a steady budget in place.
i’d want a legit accountant and financial advisor too.
i want to live luxuriously,
but not an idiot about it.
right now,
i’m “in-between blessings” and i hate every minute of it.
my co-worker tho…
eek.
he’s definitely living the “baller wolf life” way out his budget.
his life seems to revolve around two re-occurring bills…
his mama
his vixen
so much so,
they are both leaving him broke af.
everyday he comes into work,
he looks like he has a whole gorilla on his back.
when i first met him,
he was happy and looked like he wasn’t contemplating suicide.
now,
he has gained a lot of weight and looks worn down.
all his fault tho.
he complains he has no money,
but every week has a story about a new expensive purchase.
he has been working overtime to keep both of those bills happy.
the vixen is pretty.
the typical “way outta my league” gold digger look.
i haven’t seen the mama.
today,
he came in looking like his dog died.
so i asked him…
“did your dog just die or something?
why are you looking like this in my lobby?”
“i just bought a new car.”
for some,
they would be thrilled.
i couldn’t own a car in new yawk tho.
more power to those who do.
they can be my future uber rides.
back to him,
he looked like the new car is what ran over his dog.
“isn’t that a good thing?”
“i can’t afford it.”
“what kind of car is it?”
“2017 bmw.”
he apparently dipped into his savings to cover most of it.
he goes on to tell me how he won’t be driving it as much.
his mama and the new vixen will share it.
i know.
he goes on to tell me how he bought the vixen the new iphone x too.
“is she getting you anything for christmas?”
“nope.
i did get myself a new pair of shoes tho.”
“um,
how much?”
“700.”
in a past conversation,
he revealed that he is in 10 thousand dollars in credit card debt.
i couldn’t help but think he is a dumb ass.
he is cool,
but he must be depressed.
he represents many of us out there tho.
some do it to be liked on social media.
how many do we know trying to appear like they got it like that?
others have addictions to shopping.
i suffered from that one,
but i’ve gotten help.
either way,
i hope one day that my co worker can get his life in order.
if all this was making him happy then i could understand,
but i had to wonder…
Do some folks find happiness in making others happy before themselves?
he might be one of those folks.