How a Waka Flocka Flame Concert Ended My Marriage and Saved My Life (whose NTer Mom is this?)

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Can't imagine my mom going to a Waka Flocka concert :lol: but worth sharing. **proceeds to play Rooster in my Rari.


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tl;dr
- woman intrigued with Waka's social media interaction with fans, gets a retweet and follow from Waka and becomes a rap fan
- husband gets angry that wife decides to go to concert alone, says "many black men would be putting their bodies in close proximity to hers"
- wife goes anyway, finds a that more white people were at the concert. enjoys Wakas performance
- buys a BSM t-shirt and meets Waka. Claims the concert made her night, week, month, decade.
- moral of story: If someone truly loves you, they will come along for the adventure. Otherwise, get the heck out and live your life to the fullest.

Going to see Waka Flocka Flame in concert was the final nail in the coffin of my marriage. Let me explain.

In attempting to learn more about Twitter, I found musicians were doing a better job of social media promotion than most social media experts. I blogged about two rap artists who got social media right, Waka being one of them. He retweeted my post and graciously followed me on Twitter when I asked.

This truly changed my life. As I learned more about Waka (and the entire Brick Squad Monopoly group of talented artists) I got back in touch with my musical roots and interests, and began expanding my follows to include more rap and hip hop artists than social media experts. Through this period, I began blogging reviews of upcoming artists. I was able to meet (via Twitter) some amazing artists and talents, and not just rap musicians but actors, writers, country and rock artists…a truly awesome mix of talent and celebrity.

So Waka’s following and retweeting me gave me happiness, more followers and credibility. He started my new career of reviewing rap artists. I can’t ever thank him enough.

Now, my ex-husband and I had always had problems. We were on a typical bad relationship roller coaster; good times followed by bad times followed by good times and so on. Finally, the good times were just too far between and although the bad times subsided too, we fell into a very polite and civilized existence. That is, until Waka came to town.

My ex NEVER liked rap, my interest in rap & rap artists, or my blogging about rap. When I knew Waka was coming to Ft. Lauderdale, my husband basically said he wouldn’t prevent me from going (as if) but he didn’t want me to go. When I didn’t immediately agree not to go, things got worse. He basically implied that (and I’m paraphrasing) “many black men would be putting their bodies in close proximity to mine.” Also, “since I was so enamored of Waka, if Waka asked, I might go out clubbing with him and end up doing something I’d regret.”

I feel fairly attractive. I’m 53 now (52 at the time of the concert) and I try to keep myself presentable. I don’t have as many lines and wrinkles as some women my age, and I’ve been told I look much younger than my true age. But…as attractive as I may or may not be, I know as sure as the sun will rise tomorrow that Waka and I were not destined to go clubbing together. And, nice thing to say to your wife.waka

Of course, my ex probably didn’t really think Waka would ‘co-mingle’ with me, but it was the fact that he even suggested this kind of bullspit scenario that made my mind up for me. I got my Waka concert ticket. I went by myself. And guess what? There were more white people there than anything else, and people from every age group. It was amazing. And the Brick Squad Monopoly gang (including Wooh Da Kid, Kayo Redd, Haitian Fresh, Sugar Shane, and more) burned up the stage.

Then Waka came out. The crowd went absolutely insane, and Waka did too. Waka onstage had enormous charisma and magnetism, and you couldn’t keep your eyes off him. He had the same kind of Jim Morrison combination of sex, danger & unpredictability. Aside from a group of little white boys in their sisters’ jeans who told me “Hey, this isn’t Woodstock” and the jackasses who kept blowing smoke at me, no one cared how old anyone was or what they looked like.

I paid extra for my BSM T-shirt and a meet & greet with Waka after the concert. This meant you got to get your photo taken with Waka. I had DM’d him a few times before the concert to tell him I was coming & would be the old white lady with reddish hair in the front. When I got my turn for the photo, I said, “Waka, you follow me on Twitter.” He replied, “Oh yeah, you said you was comin’!”

I was so thrilled! It really made my night, my week, my year, my decade. And when I got home, I realized that I’d gotten TWO photos with Waka; the first one was when I replied “Oh yes, Waka, that was me!” and was all googly-eyed and giggling like a schoolgirl. The second photo was the posed shot.

So, basically, the experience with my ex of the Waka concert made my mind up for me. It was time to make that break, and live my life without looking over my shoulder or being beholden to an immature man who didn’t appreciate me or the interesting turns my life might take. We’ve been divorced for a few months now. I couldn’t be happier.

The moral of this story? Don’t EVER let anyone else keep you from your bliss, no matter what that may be. If someone truly loves you, they will come along for the adventure. Otherwise, get the heck out and live your life to the fullest. Believe me, you’ll sleep better at night and have a song in your heart.

The song in MY heart will always be a song by Waka Flocka Flame.
 
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What do you even say to this? I read that entire article and am more dumbfounded than anything.

...I guess everybody won?
 
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I wonder if they did one of those exploited moms things with her? She looks and sounds like she would oblige.
 
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^ you missed the part with her referring to her EX-husband
Oh no, I got that. She won by exercising her freedom to attend mediocre rap concerts, Flocka has a new lifelong fan, and he's no longer married to a woman that would pick ringtone rap over her marriage. It's a time-release win to be sure, but I guess it's a win all around.
 

Mark Antony

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Sounds they never really communicated or supported each other. It could've been knitting at this point that separates them, this just made a nice, odd story.
 
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didnt read wall of text. cliff notes please
tl;dr = too long; didn't read aka cliffs

tl;dr
- woman intrigued with Waka's social media interaction with fans, gets a retweet and follow from Waka and becomes a rap fan
- husband gets angry that wife decides to go to concert alone, says "many black men would be putting their bodies in close proximity to hers"
- wife goes anyway, finds a that more white people were at the concert. enjoys Wakas performance
- buys a BSM t-shirt and meets Waka. Claims the concert made her night, week, month, decade.
- moral of story: If someone truly loves you, they will come along for the adventure. Otherwise, get the heck out and live your life to the fullest.
 

Top Boy

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That man must be getting ripped during water cooler talk.
 
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SOOOOOO, I guess I will be the one to say it...did the husband really think black men were going to be all over her and that Waka was gonna pick her over all the 18-26yo JOs ready??? Sounds like she should have left the delusional dude a long time ago.
 
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