I was telling a Black female co-worker the story of how I was going to date this hot woman from an old job a few years back, but when we started chatting, the second day I learned that she had two teenage sons and that they were half Black and that ruined it. She was kind of incredulous and didn’t seem to understand how I came to that decision. Me: “I mean, the kids could never pass as my own, even if I wanted them. How would I look with two half Black kids? Who am I? Phillip Drummond. That’s some sucker shit.”