The first thing Bernie Mac said when he grabbed the mic at Def Comedy Jam was what?
“I AIN’T SCARED OF YOU MUTHAFUCKAS!”
A prime example of how kindness should not be mistaken as weakness. If my sources are correct, it was said that he was more than prepared for the brutal crowd after hearing what happened to the person right before him. Clearly an average person would’ve choked & probably would have folded up backstage before going on. The sharks in the crowd would sense the fear bleeding out & the career would be over before it began.
Not for Bernie Mac. His career sure as Hell was not going to be stopped by a crowd full of nobodies. They wanted a good show, and he gave them a good night that they still cannot forget even today.
So if that man was not scared of all of those people on that life-changing night & went on to build a legacy with his own craft that many envied, what excuse are we still making today as to why we cannot get something done? What was I even afraid of to doubt myself ever being a success?
Failure is generic. Nobody wants to fail at anything I’m quite sure. Nobody wants to see you fail but they may sure as hell enjoy watching if you’re clueless to your faults. They might offer their hand to help pick you up but we all know there’s no fun in rushing the process. We need our satisfaction out of someone else’s suffering to have the better day. If they can’t pick themselves up first, they should’ve figured out before opening the door that today was not the day to try.
Those that are Humble in Victory & Gracious in Defeat ascend further. A win is a win but the humble attitude that follows the victory builds the true champion within. A loss can be the true source of the ultimate bounce back to stardom. Miracles have been proven in America time after time.
Just like in my case. Corporate America believed me to be a sad loner kid stuck in a video game world with his traumatic past who needed to get the lower part of his body wet. Now trust me, it has been wet before. Just minus the children that come 9 months after being stupid to punish your pockets for 18 years & possibly more. I know a man with 6 & he’s not even 40. The miracle that happened was the woman they were unaware of that was taking care of me the whole time had finally been revealed to the surface to permanently shut the haters down. Because she was truly worth keeping hidden until the perfect time.
I moved out of my mother’s crib towards the end of year 2021 into a private spot fit for 1 single young man with no children but a young kitten. I had to sleep in my spot without my belongings for about 3 days on a small mattress & I did not have my computer until I got assistance to move my things. Even my lady was with me to keep me company.
I had been a Banquet Server before while posting blogs. I have posts that date back years ago when I first started in Banquet thanking the Lord for giving me these interesting opportunities to come up without being noticed. The fact that I didn’t stop chasing money even when I lost the job meant God had several plans for me while I remained in tunnel vision on my dream. I just wanted to prove to my family that the career path I would choose would give me a sustainable living to not have to succumb to the American 9-5 work life norm. And also prove to society that college education can be acquired while the degree does not have to be required.
It has been 4 years since 2020. I went to college & corporate, survived a world pandemic & George Floyd protesting right before my eyes. The birth of my 1st niece happened that year in the middle of everything. I slept on my own Uncle status feeling as though I was not capable of holding that title even questioning the Lord at times “An Uncle before a Father? What does THIS mean?!”
Smile.
More people at work tell me to do that. More people check on my well being. Ask me how am I doing. How am I feeling. How is my relationship going. How is my family. I’m talking about my day & my feelings to people I swore were just nothing more to me but coworkers. Now I call them family as they called me that first. They look me in the eye as I talk to feel if my energy at the moment is genuine or troubled. They will stop me in my tracks on the job If I do not tell what is bothering my mind. They will chase me if I try to run away with it. Hell they might even restrain me to a chair knowing I’d even refuse to take a seat if I was that dark about it.
But that’s love. That is nothing but pure love right there.
When I am surrounded by love on the shifts, I cannot afford falling off of cliffs.
Its the very motivation any worker needs to come to work feeling pleased. There is no crime in wishful thinking.
That is quite a Mount Rushmore legacy you built Mr. Mac. I wish I had the opportunity to shake your hand. However, a certain someone who I never imagined in my 25 years being present to Earth, one day walked passed me on the job while saying “Hello” with a warm smile.
Magic Johnson if I recall his name correctly….
