Today at the Farmer's Market, my friend Sean had a booth called "Meet a Black Guy" - just to begin a conversation in town about our lack of skin color variety, locally.
I loved the idea immediately! I told Jeff I wanted to do a reverse "elevator scene" where the Big Black Guy is paranoid about the Little White Chick. Like most men-of-color in elevators, I was just being my own self, not even interested in the fannypack Jeff's holding. Like most women in elevators, however, Jeff gave me the "paranoid vibe" and clutched his bag for dear life. It's a fun thing to poke at, though I doubt it's much fun for the Jeffs in this world who have to deal with purses being clutched a bit tighter at the sight of his beautiful tan skin.
Jeff was a great sport about the whole thing, engaging in conversation with anyone who stopped by. I'm happy to report the overwhelming response was one of humor with willingness to converse about what needs to be done to be a magnet for cultural and colorful variety.
I loved the idea immediately! I told Jeff I wanted to do a reverse "elevator scene" where the Big Black Guy is paranoid about the Little White Chick. Like most men-of-color in elevators, I was just being my own self, not even interested in the fannypack Jeff's holding. Like most women in elevators, however, Jeff gave me the "paranoid vibe" and clutched his bag for dear life. It's a fun thing to poke at, though I doubt it's much fun for the Jeffs in this world who have to deal with purses being clutched a bit tighter at the sight of his beautiful tan skin.

3 comments:
OMG, that's awesome. all of it! :)
LOL, he should come here. There's no black people living on this little rural island, seriously, NONE. some that live for very brief times but no full timers. That's brilliant :0)
i love this so much! you and jeff both ROCK! seriously. or unseriously.
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