Friday, February 15, 2008

Black magnet

It’s kinda funny because when I'm in the ‘Couv, only old men talk to me (50 years old and up sorta thing) and in America, the Black men love me something fierce. I was standing in Starbucks by myself and was ordering my usual when all of a sudden this Black man behind me points at my ring and asks if I am married. I answered in the affirmative and he says “Well that’s ok doll, I’m ok with that”. Umm yeah, glad that’s ok by you dude. He kept asking me where my husband was at, noticed my iPod and offered to escort me to the Apple Store a few blocks away, invited me to the casino, asked where I was staying, etc. I tried to lose him a few times by taking back exits and such but he always kept popping up and finding me until I decided enough was enough and I grabbed a cab back to the hotel. Why does this shit always happen to me?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

i wuld rather have a black magnet than the magnet i currently have: loser who is 30 and still lives at home magnet