Most of my life, I have been told countless times not to trust the black man. Don't get involved with them they would tell me, you will get hurt. They use you and take advantage of your kindness and then dump you like garbage on refuse collection day.
I am a white girl that I would say has a good head on her shoulders and is a good judge of character, but of late, I would say I'm not. I could usually weed on the "bad news" but I was taken to the cleaners. I thought I found my happiness, my soul mate, my partner for life and all I found was how to be taken by a black man.
I met Gary one night when I was out with my girlfriends. We took one Friday night every month to go out to dinner, dancing or the movies and this month we went dancing. They served good snacks so we thought we would have the snacks, some drinks and do some dancing and let off some steam from our busy hectic weeks. I didn't have my car that day because I loaned it to my younger brother who was having his car serviced and he would be returning it on Saturday.
My best friend took me to work and picked me up and then we went back to my place to shower and get ready for our night out. She brought a change of clothes with her to save some time for later on. The day was not as hectic as it was earlier in the week so it was a welcomed treat. I had time to set up my computer to do the payroll on Monday morning and have weekly and monthly sales reports ready for the bosses by 3:00 Monday afternoon. Jim picked up lunch for me since I didn't have my car and we had our lunch together. We were close friends had on occasion had our lunches together. Jim was a black guy and I was white. We always worked well together and we were nicknamed "Salt and Pepper" because of obvious reasons. He asked what the plans for the girl's night out tonight was and I told him dancing and invited him to join us but he couldn't because he was expecting his sister from out of state. He said he would like to join us next time and I told him it would be great.
After leaving work for home to shower, Julie had told me about her issue of what to wear tonight so she brought with her a few different ones so we could pick something out. We took our showers and sat around and gave each other manicures and pedicures and that saved us over $ 50.00 so we promptly put it in our jar marked "Vacation Fund" and picked out colors to be painted on each others feet. We shared the week's events and had a few good laughs. We then picked out her outfit and we got dressed. I bought a new black and white outfit last weekend at a really good price and I was able to then get a new pair of flat shoes, handbag and also some decent costume jewelry. She had a beautiful turquoise and purple sweater with a very slimming pair of black jeans. I had to get myself a pair of those and soon because they looked so comfortable.
We headed to the club and couldn't wait for the night to start. There was a little chill in the air but we were dressed warm enough that we didn't have to bring coats, jackets or blazers. It appeared that the parking lot was a little empty for a Friday night but quite sometime is a welcome treat. We were just going in when a few of the others were coming in and we were only waiting on Julie's co-worker Diane who was coming in from Pennsylvania. We got a great table and it gave us great view of the band and very close to the dance floor.