“You’re 25 and single! We need to find you a boyfriend.” That’s been the story of my year. There have been certain people in my life who have made it their sole mission in life to find me a boyfriend. (Apparently I am not complete unless I have a significant other...)
Meet the team:
- My Mother
- My Boss Lady
- My Friends
I constantly feel as though I’m on one those lame dating shows.
"Behind door number we have a cute, Coloured businessman. I approve of him. He’s a nice young man and would make an excellent son-in-law… Don’t you agree with me bachelor number one????"
My boss lady:
“Behind door number two we have all these potential boyfriends who have jobs (the company is paying them very well) and they are really nice guys. They’re sweet. Go on, go talk to them. Be quick now, before they get snapped up!”
“Behind door number three we have all these good looking guys with great personalities. We have a few S.D’s (Sugar Daddy’s); BEE Tender brothers who drive Black Man’s Wheels (BMW’s) and don’t forget the brother who’s willing to buy you and all of us Patron in the club.”
With all these doors and all these options… I should be in a relationship with at least one of them right… WRONG! They are all just not my type and the dating show thing is just a bit too awkward for my liking.
I’ll settle down with someone special once I meet him. I know that I’m going to have to kiss a few toads before I meet my prince charming. I’m up for the challenge. Until then, I’m just living for me, myself and I. God will drop that significant other in front of me one day and I’ll choose him.
For now I’m happy living life in the single lane.