“That guy over here.”
I became conversing with my buddy, Kim, even as we sipped cocktails at a club in Hollywood. She implemented my look. “The … bald … white guy?” she asked, her face scrunched up in disbelief. We nodded. An eyebrow was raised by her and slurped on her behalf vodka cranberry.
Some back ground might here be helpful. I’m black colored and my pal Kim is white, since had been the man under consideration. He additionally shaved their mind and, evidently, that tossed my buddy for a cycle. We knew why.
Since I’d known her I’d mostly dated black colored dudes. The realtor I’d met during the LACMA summer time jazz show. The star who’d given me personally their mind shot because soon while he learned I became a television author. The musician whom serenaded me personally during the Dresden between Marty and Elayne’s sets. All black colored. Additionally the a couple of guys that are white the mix had locks.
A couple of weeks later on, we climbed within the passenger chair associated with bald white guy’s truck as he picked me up from my apartment in Miracle Mile. Hmm … he drove a pickup vehicle. And I also knew from speaking with him in the phone which he had been through the Southern.
I smiled while he explained he’d produced booking at Ammo. Up to now, so great. Continua a leggere