Inheritance turned my boyfriend into cruel racist.

Nah, he always was. Now he thinks he has license. Needs to be dumped.

When I lived in Charlotte, I went on a date with a woman with an Amex Black card. She was very nice and I liked her. Beautiful, too. But a huge dealbreaker shortly emerged: she very much wanted kids — soon — and I did not. And she was not looking for a casual relationship.

Dang. There went my dreams of Ferraris and lounging on a yacht in the Aegean with her. All shattered in an instant. 😉

Our date was at a very expensive restaurant (bill was around $300 for two people in ~2003) in a Charlotte high-rise. She insisted on paying. That’s when I saw her card. She was surprised I recognized it. Turns out, she was looking for a decent man to start a family with and she completely didn’t care how much money he earned or what wealth he possessed. She rightly said that was not a worry.

She’d already told me her father was the owner of some high-end law firm, but that’s the first and last time I’d ever seen one of those cards.

Bet she has a couple of kids and is on a yacht now with some guy that actually did want those kids. I regret nothing, but sometimes your life can turn at the oddest of intersections.