I have a crush on a guy that works in the coffee shop near my job. He's absolutely adorable! Absolutely!
The other day I went to the coffee shop to get a chai tea with soy and there was a girl who also works there that was going to make it. However, he told her, "I'll get this one." Anyway, he's always super nice to me when I go in there and there's some flirting and chemistry happening when we interact. No one makes my chai teas the way he makes my chai teas.
I really want to give this guy my number. I'd love to hang out with him and find out if he has other interests besides tea bags and coffee beans. But, I'm nervous. And, this is going to seem really silly and non-progressive, but I am nervous because he's white. Sure, we're all the same. We are all flesh and blood. Times are different. You can look at the President-Elect and see that this country is a different country than it was say 50 years ago. But, there is still that consciousness that I am black and he is white.
I consider myself to be open to new experiences and I honestly could care less what color a person is. I want to be accepted for who I am and not what I look like and so I try to look at people for who they are. I have friends of various races. But, when it comes to dating someone who is white. I have to be honest, I am nervous.
A couple of days ago I wrote my number down on a piece of paper and I'm determined to give it to him the next time he's working. However, I always chicken out. But, I am going to do it. The next time he hands me my perfectly made chai tea, I am going to give him my number and maybe he'll call and maybe we'll even hang out. And, if or when that happens I will write about it and let you guys know if I've added a little cream to my coffee. Wink. Wink.