I spend a lot of time advocating against women looking for rich men because I deemed it to be a losing strategy as women can invest in being said rich men instead AND because I found love to be too pure to be diluted down to money matters. What a silly little girl I am… [*Laughs in Trust Fund*]
My friend happen to have landed herself a rich man. Family crest on a signet ring, type rich. We went out last night so she can introduce us and everywhere we went people treated us with ridiculous amounts of kindness. Man exudes generational wealth, the type that got reality star Nene Leakes to raise her glass at my friend from accross the room, unprovoked.
The type of wealth that made some perfectly suited sexy black man come towards us. I thought he pitied my third wheeling and was coming to my rescue; because thing y’all with white boyfriends are gonna do is kiss every 2 seconds [*Laughs in Swiss Account*] That man though, was NOT coming for me, he was coming to give his business card to my friend & her man. My friend’s boo turned to us perplexed, why does he want my business card? We were not in a business meeting. We were having Mocktails at 11p in some lobby. I replied “You’re white and you look like you have money.” [*Laughs in Fortune 500*]
Most excitingly for me, he dabbled into politics (at a much higher level than I), so my friend already said to me “sis, we’ll help you with your campaign.” Friends with resources really hit different. The only thing y’all ever gave me was headache and ramen noodles. Really, my sisters, I was a child, I knew nothing, I take back everything I ever said. Chop Life Small, Na Person You Kill?
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