So I’ve been talking. Better yet, I’ve been joking about the fact that I haven’t met my Girlfriends parents. The joke goes a little like this.

“I haven’t met my girlfriends parents, and it bothers me a little bit. I mean the fact is, until you meet the parents the relationship hasn’t truly moved to ’serious’ mode. As of now I could just be a negro shaded mirage in the landscape of my g/f’s dating history.

‘Hey who’s this black guy in this picture?’

‘I don’t know, I was really drunk.’

Like if this was a book it’d go ‘So i dated a few guys in my twenties*…’ And then the asterisk would say my name. I’d be like a flippin’ foot note. She’s met my mother, and theres no way she’s a foot note now. Theres no erasing the little jewish girl I took home to mama.

So I’ve been talking to my girlfriend, and I asked straight out, is it because I’m black, or because I’m not jewish that theres a problem. She said ‘Probably the jewish part…”

And the joke goes on.

Now the joke was born of true frustration. ‘The Girl’ is very close to her parents. I’ve always known this. So for us to be a real serious item I’d imagine I’d have to meet the parents and get their consent. But it just wasn’t happening. Then she told me that they decided they didn’t want to meet me. This sent my world into a tailspin. I care for ‘The Girl’ a great deal. I don’t want to bring more stress to her life. For someone like her who is so close to her family, to have a direct rift like this can’t be a good thing. And even if they met me, how could I win? I’m not jewish. And we don’t know if they don’t like the idea of black guy.

This was all in the realm of mystery until a few hours ago. Her parents called. They’re coming to NYC tomorrow night and they want to meet me.

…

Immediately my heart started to race. I began to sweat a little bit. What was the reason? Why did they decide to meet me. I’m not what they want for their daughter so why did they change their mind?

I could only come to one conclusion. They love their daughter.

‘The Girl’ was very upset by the whole thing. I didnt understand how upset she was until i heard her discuss it with another friend of hers. Then I saw the hurt she had. I’m imagining they might have sensed the hurt as well. So they have to meet me. But do I have any chance in hell of them liking me? Can this go any where but down?

I don’t know.

I’m not the perfect candidate for their one and only daughter. They only thing ‘I’ can offer is that I happen to love their daughter. And I don’t know if thats enough. I’m not even sure if it should be enough.

What I do know is this. X-Men 3 really really sucked.

Stay tuned for the aftermath.

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