Like last week, my one local (West African) mailman was saying how strange people are with what they can believe, and I shared with him two of my dad's pieces of wisdom:
1) "People sure are different."
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2) "Sometimes women just hate other women."
And, that last one him got him agreeing, and he said that he saw that a lot in his youth back in (West Africa), and I asked him how many women were in his family, and he said that after his dad left it was just him and his brother until his mom got married again to his stepdad, but there was like 20-30 women in his household, since his grandmother used to regularly really put herself out there through charity, where if there was a woman on the street, they would bring her home, and then she would sleep on the floor and the woman would have the bed, and the woman would end up living there, and this would happen over and over and over again, even with women that they had just met on the street like ten minutes earlier.
"Wow, she sounds awesome," I was like.
And, he said that she was, but also that some of the women didn't like the other women, and sometimes things would just blow up, and it was just him and his brother in the middle of all these women.
He also said that women can be "brutal," like what he saw in his mother when his mother and father broke up, like how his mother took back everything she had ever bought or given his father, including the shoes straight off his feet.
"Wow," I was like.
Then, I said that if I ever saw him walking around the neighborhood barefoot delivering mail, I'd know what happened.
"Oh [informal version of my first name]," he was like, "If that ever happened, the post office would give me shoes, I know."
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