“That guy over there .”
I became conversing with my pal, Kim, once we sipped cocktails at a club in Hollywood. She used my look. “The … bald … white guy?” she asked, her face scrunched up in disbelief. We nodded. She raised an eyebrow and slurped on her behalf vodka cranberry.
Some back ground might here be helpful. I’m black colored and my buddy Kim is white, since had been the guy under consideration. He additionally shaved their mind and, evidently, that tossed my buddy for the loop. We knew why.
Since I’d known her I’d mostly dated guys that are black. The estate that is real I’d came across during the LACMA summer time jazz series. The star who’d offered me personally his mind shot because soon I was a TV writer as he learned. The musician whom serenaded me personally during the Dresden between Marty and Elayne’s sets. All black colored. Together with a couple of guys that are white the mix had locks.
Fourteen days later on, we climbed when you look at the passenger chair for the bald guy’s that are white as he picked me up from my apartment in Miracle Mile. Hmm … a pickup was driven by him vehicle. And I also knew from conversing with him in the phone which he ended up being through the Southern. Read More