One of the women I dated recently was an accomplished corporate attorney. She came from NYC, was cultured, well educated, an international traveler and fairly high up on the org chart of her company.
During our two dates, she described herself several times as ”a little boujie” and appreciated the finer things in life. She talked about only flying first class to international destinations. She had vacationed in the Alps, climbed Mt Kilimanjaro, toured Europe and India was planning a trip to Japan next.
I admired her career success and worldliness. I loved hearing about her travels. Listening to her stories inspired me to renew my passport because, as much as I despise air travel, I thought ”she is someone I could enjoy traveling with”.
It wasn’t to be. After our 2nd date, dinner at a decent Italian place, she said to me, ”I’m not feeling a romantic connection” and we broke it off.
I was completely surprised, because I was questioning whether I was feeling a romantic connection and was thinking of how to break it off with her gently.
As I walked her to her car, I said something that sealed the deal for both of us.
As she opened the door to her Lexus SUV, I said, ”Oh, I thought you had a Hyundai. I don’t pay any attention to car models.”
She visibly shuddered at the thought of driving a Hyundai and dropped the rejection on me at that moment.
Boujie.
It was a good call Clearly, we’re weren’t going to be a match.