I was asked out by a black dude.....Again.

Tuesday night, at about 5:00 P.M. I ran off campus to get a quick semi-decent dinner (if you can call McDonald's "semi-decent"). For those who have never seen them before, McDonald's has an automated touch screen thing at the counter so they won't have to higher anymore illegal aliens or high school dropouts. Anyways, I go ahead and begin doing the touch screen and the dude behind me starts laughing (big black dude as the title says). I said, "It's actually kind of fun." So I get my food and sit down. I begin reading my Biblical Archaeology magazine (which I'm sure most 21 year olds have a subscription to...) and the dude is kind of floating around the dining area. Like he's either waiting for someone or just, well, floating around. He finally walks over to me when I of course have a french fry hanging out of my face. So here it goes:

BBD (Big Black Dude): So I see you go to Rollins?

UWC (Unsuspecting White Chick): wearing a UCF sweatshirt today. I hope you're joking.

BBD: Yes, of course! I'm Joe by the way. holds out hand.

UWC: shakes hand. Shayna. Nice to meet you.

BBD: So eating dinner alone tonight?

UWC: Yeah, well I have class in about a half an hour till 8:50, so just a quick meal.

BBD: Well, what are you doing for dinner tomorrow night?

UWC: thinking to self, "Oh fuck." I'm having dinner with my boyfriend. lying through my teeth.
BBD: Oh....no problem!

UWC: I'm sorry...it was very nice of you to ask, but yeah, that's the situation.

BBD: That's alright! Well, you enjoy your dinner and good luck in class.

UWC: That's alright, have a good night. continues to eat dinner wondering what the hell just happened.

Yeah, so as the title of the post says, this is the second time this situation has occurred. The first time was about 2 years ago. I had gone to visit my grandmother at the cemetery after coming back from a trip to Israel. As I was heading to my car, another big black dude (this one I guess being the cemetery caretaker) came over to me asking me if I was alright. I was kneeling down at the gravesite talking to her (I guess I could look schizophrenic to someone in the near vicinity, but then again, doesn't everyone act strangely at a cemetery?). At this point in my life, everything seemed to be going down the shit-hole, so I had asked my grandmother to send me a "sign" saying that all would be well, truthfully not really expecting one. I told the man I was fine and that I was just visiting. He then proceeded to ask me if I had a boyfriend to which I replied that I did (this was after the agonizing December 2004 trip when I didn't know what Ron and I actually were, so rather safe than sorry, I said he was my bf). He politely apologized then walked away. I got in my car and began to drive. Once out of the cemetery, I pulled over to the side of the rode and began hysterically laughing. My grandmother is one sick bitch to send me such a fucked up sign. But I digress :)

Anyways, after the McDonald's incident on my way to class, I called my mother and told her and she started hysterically laughing. Why the hell can I attract big black dudes but not white Jewish boys? What the fuck is up with that? She said to take it as a compliment and to go to class. And that's what I did. Maybe my fat ass is good for something.