The name is Stevenson Xavier. A big and tall ( six-foot-one by 240 pounds) young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I moved to the Canadian Province of Ontario from the City of Boston, Massachusetts, about a year ago. These days, I work as a security guard and I also attend Carleton University, where I major in business administration. I transferred to Carleton University from the University of Massachusetts in Boston. Canadian schools are cheaper, I guess. Finances, that's the main reason why I came to Ottawa.
It's certainly not the excitement or the scenery. I am so bored in the Confederation of Canada it's not even funny. I miss the beautiful, lively City of Boston. The United States of America is so much livelier than Canada but I have to adjust to a new life, I guess. I'm in Canada for school and work, and also because I pissed off too many Irish, African-American and Italian gangsters in the town of Boston. They're after me, man. I thought I'd chill in Canada until the U.S. economy got better and my enemies forgot about me.
To kill the boredom of Ottawa, I chase the sexy ladies. I love Black women. Unfortunately, they're not into me. If you're a brother with academic ambition, and you're not a thug or a wannabe ball player or rapper, Black women don't seem to notice you. Oh, and if you're a Black man who isn't walking around with a White woman, Black women definitely don't notice you. They only look at Black men when they see them with White women. And that's a crying shame because I love me some Black women. Luckily, I hooked up with a sexy older Black woman who has a good head on her shoulders. Mona is her name. She is thirty three years old, and hails from the Republic of Djibouti in Continental Africa. Mona works at the Royal Bank of Canada. And she's a wanton, lusty gal with a penchant for younger men. That's perfect for me, folks.
Mona and I have been having some good times together. She's curing me of all my frustrations. If you're a Black man who exclusively dates Black women, you're bound to get frustrated. Of course, women in general frustrate men but navigating the contradictions of Black male/Black female relationships takes a strong heart. The other day, I was on the OC Transpo Bus going from Baseline Station to the town of Orleans where I work. I saw this okay-looking Black guy talking to an average-looking White chick. Their hands were all over each other so I took them to be a couple. Sitting across from them was a beautiful, neatly dressed Black businesswoman.
I admired the hell out of this sexy sister in the stylish business suit. She's got good looks, good taste in clothing and apparently she has money. Definitely the kind of female I want to know. Yet the Black businesswoman was too busy giving the evil eye to the young interracial couple to notice me admiring her. Wow. That's some Black women for you. Too busy staring at Black guys who date White women to notice the Black men who still want to share their lives with Black women.