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The thesis why women never want a white man again after black men

In order to put a stop to all accusations of racism, I didn’t throw this thesis into the room, but my Congolese passenger.

On the way to Wiesbaden it should be a bit strange. I picked up a passenger through a ridesharing agency. I’ve done this many times and have met some really interesting people. It was the same this time. Miller, as he called himself, was of Congolese descent. His destination was Mainz. Miller was a funny guy with short dreadlocks. Not the stoner model, more like a rapper (okay, that was a cliché). Otherwise, like every passenger, I took him without prejudice and was curious to see what kind of person he is and what kind of story he has to tell. A four-hour drive gives you a little time to get to know each other.

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We spoke English, although Miller has learned German and understands everything, but is not yet so sure of speaking. Has a steady job, a cool boss, and immediately told me that I look a lot older than I am.. pfff. We are exactly the same age, but he thought I looked a lot older than him. And of course the question of my marital status came up relatively quickly. (Many other cultures are always quicker to answer this question than we are here) Single, without children, my honest answer. Miller was also single and had just broken up with his Russian-born girlfriend.

Then he explained to me that if you give women too much freedom, they always do stupid things. Flirting while leaving. Only going out to get guys… He wouldn’t let me go to Wiesbaden alone if we were together. I then explained to him that that was nonsense and that it wouldn’t work at all for me.
He explained to me what is really important in life.. namely family and children.. I was able to go along with that. I said that it takes the right person to do it, but I wouldn’t look frantically for it.

Then things got a little weird though and my alarm sirens went off. And they would also be with any other passenger who would have behaved in this way. He unpacked a small bottle of wine and began to drink it. I asked him why he was drinking in the morning. And he meant succinctly, because it’s cold outside. Well, we drove off an hour ago and it was warm in my car.. But from then on I was sensitized and paid attention to what he was doing..

Then he said he needed a pee break. I wanted to stop at the next gas station because I’d rather go there anyway and I didn’t want to end up in a remote parking lot with my drunk passenger. Safety first. But it was still a few kilometers to the next rest stop. Miller became quite fidgety in the chair within minutes and I could tell he really needed to. He was totally tense. At some point nothing worked and I felt compelled to take the next exit and stop 100 meters later. He jumped out and redeemed himself. I’ve never experienced anything like that in an adult. He was visibly relieved and apologized for the circumstances.

We drove on and kept talking. He told me that he makes music and that he wrote a song for his ex when they were still together. He sang it to me and it sounded really good. He could sing well. Then he put forward the thesis that his ex was now forever screwed up for all white men and that she would only take black men. It was like that for all women. Aha, I said and knew what he was referring to. But I didn’t want to make it that easy for him and asked why that was the case.. And he just said, “eyy you know about black men…” I asked what? He pushed around and didn’t really want to get out with it… That amused me immensely. But then we left it unsaid.

Have I ever had a relationship with a black guy? I truthfully said no. Could I imagine it? Ich idiot truthfully said yes. I wouldn’t regret it, he said.
Then we got to talking about what he wanted in Mainz and what I wanted in Wiesbaden. Exactly the same. We would both meet someone we only know over the phone. He a woman he met in a chat room and I my phone man..
When I said that the man I’m meeting is married, he realized that I’m all about sex. (Sometimes I should hide my honesty, dammit) And he wanted to explain to me that it’s much better to have a relationship… So I agreed with him and said that I’ll just wait until the right one comes along , but wanted to have some fun until then.