Top 10 Signs You Are A Die Hard Omega

[Wolfman]

A funny story.Yesterday I attended a get together at a bruh's house to celebrate the installation of the new pool he had built in his backyard.Before the DJ left,he put on Atomic Dog and cranked it up. The bruh set out a hop on the walkway around the edge of his pool.At this time one of his white neighbors came out on the back porch of her house to see what was happening.Then she went and got a video camera and begin to shoot.A brother joked that he may not be at this location too long.For die hard Ques,there is no inappropriate place or time to hop.

[FeeFee]

Wolfman, where have you been? I missed you and your stories.

[CrimsonTide4]

Originally Posted by Wolfman

A funny story.Yesterday I attended a get together at a bruh's house to celebrate the installation of the new pool he had built in his backyard.Before the DJ left,he put on Atomic Dog and cranked it up. The bruh set out a hop on the walkway around the edge of his pool.At this time one of his white neighbors came out on the back porch of her house to see what was happening.Then she went and got a video camera and begin to shoot.A brother joked that he may not be at this location too long.For die hard Ques,there is no inappropriate place or time to hop.

I can guarantee this will make it to YouTube.com, lol.

[zetalady4life]

I love it when my "Bruh" tell stories! Always talking about how Z-SQUAD use to do it! And then he'll break out into a step, because he was stepmaster back in the day! He says he still got about 3 good minutes of a step left in him!

[FeeFee]

Originally Posted by zetalady4life

I love it when my "Bruh" tell stories! Always talking about how Z-SQUAD use to do it! And then he'll break out into a step, because he was stepmaster back in the day! He says he still got about 3 good minutes of a step left in him!

LOL @ 3 good minutes of step left in him. I'm sure he has an extra minute or 2 stored waaaaay deep down somewhere.

[Wolfman]

Another way you know that you're a 'Die Hard Omega' is this fact:
Whenever the call goes forth for help, the bruhs come through. I'd like to dedicate this story to the glory of God and the marvelous ways He works in us and among us.

Last year, the chapter committee I was chairing was putting together a luncheon to honor the caregivers of sick and shut-in brothers, nrother's widows,etc. I was talking on the phone with our then chaplain (he's a widower who's in his 70s) and fellow committee member about this and afterwards our conversation turned to family matters:how his children were doing,etc. He told me that one of his "adopted" sons, whom his late wife and himself took in as a border (free of charge) at the HBCU he worked at, and who is now a Que,has a 12-year-old son, an honor student, who had recently been diagnosed with OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder). He was in such a state that he couldn't attend school and was getting worse. The father didn't know what to do! He has two toddlers at home, plus his sick mother-in-law lives with his family. And the brother just got a promotion in the banking field, he travels as a Contemporary Gospel singer at times and is a worship leader at church. His plate is full! He was about to lose it because he couldn't get the help he needed. The world-class medical center a couple of hours away wouldn't return his calls.

During the conversation with our chaplain, I talked with him about securing someone to give an inspirational talk at the luncheon. I immediately thought of a brilliant young bruh, a committed Christian and research psychiatrist whom I hadn't seen in awhile, since we were at an annual cookout at a Delta's house.(He'd since been married so he'd not been out and about of late.) I called him and he readily consented to be our speaker at the luncheon. As the chaplain and I talked about the bruh with the son with OCD,the thought popped into my mind:maybe the bruh psychitrist could help our brother's son. I told the chaplain about this and then, late that night, I called the bruh psychitrist back and told him about the situation. He immediately called the chaplain to get the other brother's phone number to call him,telling him with emotion,'Brother,what can I do to help?' But the chaplain told him to wait until the morning to call.

The bruh psychiatrist did call early the next morning and the conversation lifted a burden off the father's heart. And, as it so happens, the bruh psychiatrist, in addition to being in private practice,also did his residency and research at the world-class medical center where the father was trying to get his son in to receive treatment. Well, the bruh psychiatrist made ONE phone call and got the appointment for the child at the medical center with the best specialist. Epilogue:the son is back in school,doing wonderfully, and he made the honor roll during the last grading period. "God works in mysterious ways, his wonders to behold..." God used Christian brotherly affection and the fraternal bond of Omega to be a blessing to a brother and his child in need. Friendship is essential to the soul!

[jojapeach]

Awwww! Thank you, Wolfman! I am so glad that the brotherhood that lives deep in all of y'all's hearts was able to help one brother and a child in the process. I was sincerely touched by the story from beginning to end.

*writing in my kindergarten journal as I sit on the storytime rug*

Wolfman says good storys. We want more storys. Please tel more. Prety please. Thank you.

NAPTIME!

[CrimsonTide4]

What a wonderful, heart warming story, Wolfman! Thanks for sharing.

[orighu]

Originally Posted by Wolfman

Another way you know that you're a 'Die Hard Omega' is this fact:
Whenever the call goes forth for help, the bruhs come through. I'd like to dedicate this story to the glory of God and the marvelous ways He works in us and among us.

Last year, the chapter committee I was chairing was putting together a luncheon to honor the caregivers of sick and shut-in brothers, nrother's widows,etc. I was talking on the phone with our then chaplain (he's a widower who's in his 70s) and fellow committee member about this and afterwards our conversation turned to family matters:how his children were doing,etc. He told me that one of his "adopted" sons, whom his late wife and himself took in as a border (free of charge) at the HBCU he worked at, and who is now a Que,has a 12-year-old son, an honor student, who had recently been diagnosed with OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder). He was in such a state that he couldn't attend school and was getting worse. The father didn't know what to do! He has two toddlers at home, plus his sick mother-in-law lives with his family. And the brother just got a promotion in the banking field, he travels as a Contemporary Gospel singer at times and is a worship leader at church. His plate is full! He was about to lose it because he couldn't get the help he needed. The world-class medical center a couple of hours away wouldn't return his calls.

During the conversation with our chaplain, I talked with him about securing someone to give an inspirational talk at the luncheon. I immediately thought of a brilliant young bruh, a committed Christian and research psychiatrist whom I hadn't seen in awhile, since we were at an annual cookout at a Delta's house.(He'd since been married so he'd not been out and about of late.) I called him and he readily consented to be our speaker at the luncheon. As the chaplain and I talked about the bruh with the son with OCD,the thought popped into my mind:maybe the bruh psychitrist could help our brother's son. I told the chaplain about this and then, late that night, I called the bruh psychitrist back and told him about the situation. He immediately called the chaplain to get the other brother's phone number to call him,telling him with emotion,'Brother,what can I do to help?' But the chaplain told him to wait until the morning to call.

The bruh psychiatrist did call early the next morning and the conversation lifted a burden off the father's heart. And, as it so happens, the bruh psychiatrist, in addition to being in private practice,also did his residency and research at the world-class medical center where the father was trying to get his son in to receive treatment. Well, the bruh psychiatrist made ONE phone call and got the appointment for the child at the medical center with the best specialist. Epilogue:the son is back in school,doing wonderfully, and he made the honor roll during the last grading period. "God works in mysterious ways, his wonders to behold..." God used Christian brotherly affection and the fraternal bond of Omega to be a blessing to a brother and his child in need. Friendship is essential to the soul!

That was a WONDERFUL story! That is Greek Love at its finest! Thank you so much for sharing

[mccoyred]

Wolfman, I just LOVE hearing your tales of Brotherly Love. Thanks for putting the positive side of fraternity out there for everyone to see!