I Really Mean It
Veteran
Before I give my short lament, let me say that I have absolutely nothing against any of my friends for their respective financial situations. Mine isn't perfect by any stretch, though I've managed to exert some discipline and save enough to have a decent cushion that's extended my disposable income somewhat. It's hard out here, especially for black men, so I'll never look down upon any of them for having shallow pockets.
However, understanding their situation doesn't make me gullible and susceptible to being used. To start the New Year, I've decided to swear off my usual routine of spending weekend evenings spending a c-note at a local watering hole. One reason is to stack money and cut down on expenses that aren't a necessity (though, I do enjoy some Henny and quality beer while hibernating, I'll admit
), which bar hopping certainly doesn't meet the definition. The other purpose of remaining inside is to avoid friends whose lack of funds has become beyond bothersome.
Hanging with them is something I enjoy, especially in this climate where the ranks of your allies grow thin as you grow to realize how many black people are c00ns. My nights with them are filled conversation that I"ve found healthy, which broadens my mind and helps me deal with the anxiety of being black in this prison of a country. Yet, when almost all of them are always coming to the bar with enough for a drink and finding themselves looking to me to cover the remaining drinks, associating with them becomes problematic.
I don't want to cut them off, nor am opposed to continuing my role as the designated buyer of rounds when their funds are low. But, I'm cutting them off for a couple months as I push into 2019, thinking it's time to teach them a lesson.
However, understanding their situation doesn't make me gullible and susceptible to being used. To start the New Year, I've decided to swear off my usual routine of spending weekend evenings spending a c-note at a local watering hole. One reason is to stack money and cut down on expenses that aren't a necessity (though, I do enjoy some Henny and quality beer while hibernating, I'll admit

Hanging with them is something I enjoy, especially in this climate where the ranks of your allies grow thin as you grow to realize how many black people are c00ns. My nights with them are filled conversation that I"ve found healthy, which broadens my mind and helps me deal with the anxiety of being black in this prison of a country. Yet, when almost all of them are always coming to the bar with enough for a drink and finding themselves looking to me to cover the remaining drinks, associating with them becomes problematic.
I don't want to cut them off, nor am opposed to continuing my role as the designated buyer of rounds when their funds are low. But, I'm cutting them off for a couple months as I push into 2019, thinking it's time to teach them a lesson.
