Honeymoon's Over

I am officially out of love. Previously I identified Diddy as my favorite businessman/media mogul, but he is now my ex. Sean Combs, don't you dare get on TV bragging about how you throw the hottest parties and you can't stop cuz you won't stop, knowing good and well you are robbing people at your dang restaurant! Justin's on 21st in New York, let me tell you, is a rip off!

Diddy, why did you charge me for water? That's like charging me for air. Friday night my girl Brittni and I wanted to go to dinner to celebrate my 21st birthday. She said she would buy me a drink at Dallas BBQ, our usual dinner spot, but since I was feeling both celebratory and exploratory, I suggested Justin's. So, we get all cute and we step out. Brittni said before we got there, "Oh, the prices don't look too bad, between $10 and $20." I don't know what menu she saw...because you can't find an appetizer for less than $15. And Diddy charged me $7 for a bottle of water.
Listen to what I'm telling you. You cannot just get a glass of water. You must purchase a bottle for the table.
Sean, do you NEED them $7? Be real with me. I bet you on the French Riviera or in Buckingham Palace they are gracious enough to supply water. Should I consider nature's most abundant resource a luxury?

The waiter was OK, by New York standards, (which isn't saying much - but that's a seperate entry), but he didn't have much to do because the joint was empty. That shoulda been my first clue.
After we cracked open the menu and choked on the prices, I was looking toward the door, but Brittni said, "My pride won't let me leave." We both agreed the place was nice ... for a date. A woman should NEVER have to pay as much for a meal as we did that night. There's no excuse. But shoot, maybe they thought we were on a date...this is New York...

There is a redemptive element in this tale - my food was indeed good. The waiter recommended seafood or steak, so we both ordered yams, macaroni and cheese and fried catfish. (Oh, did I mention your meal only comes with 1 side? O-N-E.) But everything tasted great, and any place that automatically brings hot sauce with your catfish gets extra credit. Plus, the cornbread was jammin.

So Sean Combs, you screwed me with your prices. You don't need my money like that.
Why did you charge me for water?
I'm a strugglin sista on the comeup, you already there. Why you gotta steal from your people like that?
But I would consider going back...with a man... with money.