FIVE: Things I Dislike About Living In MN
I’ve lived in MN my entire life, and I’ve been longing for a change of scenery since I was 17. So I’ve been spending the better part of the past eight months saving so I can relocate, and I’m in the process of applying to graduate school as well, so hopefully it’ll be my ticket out of here.
Now understand, I do have an appreciation for MN, but it’s just too small. Everywhere you go you it seems like you see the same people, in the same places, doing the same things, year after year. Until you hit that age where it’s time to settle down and start a family. It’s time for a change.
So with that said I’m going get down to business and present y’all with FIVE things that I dislike about living in MN.
Do you remember that VMA commercial where the Wayans spoofed The 6th Sense; *whispers* “I see white people…all the time”, this is how I feel everyday. Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t want y’all to think I’m racist because I’m most certainly not. But I must admit that I loathe being a black man in a state with a 85% white population. Yes a whopping 85%. The fact that the St.Paul and Minneapolis combined population is about 600,000 people only makes things worse. There’s not many places that you can go and be surrounded by black culture, unless you got to Soundbar or Club NY, but that would mean you want to be around the ratchets, and I classify them as a race of their own.
- The clubs close at 2, which means if you’re not out by 12:30 and drunk by 1 it’s not even worth going out. And you know black folks can’t do nothing on time, so that can be a lot to ask. Just the other weekend I walked into a party 20 minutes before it ended and was salty. Idk about y’all, but I’m not ready to quit partying at 2 a.m. At least keep them joints open until 3, nobody is sober at 2 a.m. If you give people that extra 1 – 2 hours maybe they would spend the last hour dancing and sobering up so they can drive home responsibly, instead of hopping behind the wheel and trying to slither home with that Ciroc in their system, trying not to get pulled over.
- The options are limited as hell. The clubs/bars are either ratchet, white as hell (usually the case with the bar), or it’s probably dead. If you want to go out and be guaranteed to be around black folk and hear good music you can go to Roundbar (Soundbar) or Club Ratchet (NY). Anything else you are taking a risk on the crowd or the music. Or taking a chance with your life because these young boys like to play with guns.
It seems like everybody wants to be boo’d up, preparing for a family and kids by 23 – 24, regardless of where they are in life. I’m 24, and I feel like I know a lot of people with babies, some going on their second, others on their 4th or 5th, or talk of engagement, and once every blue moon I may hear about someone around my age getting married. And god forbid you go on Facebook. I went to an old friend’s page the other day and literally every picture from the past few months was of her baby. Now I’m not mad at anybody, get it how you live, but I think it’s more important to have your life together and to be established before you consider bringing someone into your life long-term, let alone bringing a child into this world. But on this issue my opinion may be void, I’m just a young, single, ambitious dude from the Eastside with dreams of one day being worth half a billion dollars like Jay-Z, what do I know?
There you have it folks. My FIVE biggest gripes with living in the frozen tundra that is Minnesota. Feel free to leave a comment and talk about your likes/dislikes, or just to debate and disagree with mine.
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