bros before hoes

How many times have you heard the expression "bros before hoes" in a movie, in passing conversations, between frat brothers? Well, the last few days I have been caught up in a n***a moment because Mr. Perry failed to follow this code. (If you don't know what a n***a moment is, click here for an explanation).

As mentioned in my Too Nice post, Mr. Perry shared way too much info about JAKAJ's life to me on Friday morning. And frankly, it seems wrong that Mr. Perry shared JAKAJ's business with some random broad (meaning me), especially since he doesn't even know me. Now in hindsight,

• I should have found a way to shake that intoxicated fellow and keep him from following me to work.
  In the least, I should cut him off from talking so much about his so-called friend.
  

But honestly, dude broke a major code by being so damn salty to his friend -- all because he wanted to step to me. How many ways do I have to say "not interested?" And, being the kind of friend I am, I put my friendship before this random dude and told JAKAJ that he should watch his mouth around Mr. Perry if he doesn't want business all out in the streets. The result is the obvious happened and now JAKAJ and Mr. Perry's friendship has now come on hard times. In turn, Mr. Perry feels that it is my fault for not being discrete. (Excuse me, he told me JAKAJ's business... who wasn't being discrete?) Mr. Perry is now stalking my building saying:

• "you were not supposed to tell him what I said,"
• "you better apologize,"
• "you and me, we are not friends,"
• "you ruined my friendship"
• "how could you do this to me, did you know he really likes you" and
• "you don't know who you are messing with!"

Now, let me be clear. I didn't need this alcoholic standing in my building lobby hitting on me before, and I certainly don't need this alcoholic standing around harassing me now. Chris laughs at me, saying I should never have been caught up in this to begin with. Shoulda, coulda, woulda. But damn, now that I am -- how do I get back to my regular happy go-lucky ways?!? I don't know how to deal with this kind of craziness.