A few weeks ago a friend of mine from Vegas came to visit. After she went back home she sent me a Facebook message and signed off saying, "Stay black."
Which all lead to the following exchange:
Me: Stay black? I think I will. Amazing.
Her: Being black can also be a state of mind.
Me: That's why when I leave a room I often say, "I'll be black."
Her: Ha! I bet you do. I think you should start referring to yourself as a black man and see how concerned your family gets.
Me: I might need some training. I might have to axe you some questions about how to be a black man.
Her: Axe away! Actually, I will train you to be a loud and ghetto black woman. They really don't put up with people's shit. Plus, it would be more fun. You might have to get a hair weave.
Me: I'd love to be a loud, obnoxious black woman. I'll start by yelling at the screen in movie theaters. You can teach me more later.
Her: That's a great start! Also, remember to take offense to everything someone says to you.
Me: I'm offended that you thought you had to tell me to be offended.
Her: Bitch! Calm yo black ass down!
Me: That is absolutely the first time anyone has told me that. Awesome! I feel darker already.
It warrants mentioning that she just so happens to be black. If you can't mock stereotypes, then what's the point?
More on this later.
1 comment:
this post was awesome - i want to be her friend i have always wanted to be a sassy black woman too! i truly think i have an inner sbw already!
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