Chapter Four: "God's Got A Funny Way..."

I hate being broke.
 
 I know it’s something that most people deal with at one point in their lives, but I wish I could be exempt.  Thanks to my wonderful former employer, I am now stretching unemployment as far as it can go. 
 
But I’m not bitter; not at all.  Focusing on this second Master’s degree has become my full-time job.  I make ends meet by doing modeling and acting gigs around the city.  My rent is always paid, the gas and lights are still on, and clearly I’ve been eating good because I’ve gained 10 pounds.  I am thankful for all of my blessings.
 
But sometimes I wish I could do a little more for myself.  For example, I would
love to have someone in my life to love.  Oh, there are guys that I date, and they love them some Sydney, but it’s not the same as having a real commitment.  Honestly, I don’t have time for a relationship, but it would be nice to have one as an option.  And even if I did have that option, my
heart is set on holding out for the one I am destined for.  Maybe it’s just my spirit of discernment kicking in
 
Or maybe it’s me coping with the fact that I may have missed the boat…


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“No, it’s not that I didn’t have a good time, Maurice, it’s that…. Mmm hmmm, I know but…” Sydney rolled her eyes as she shoved another handful of cheese and caramel corn in her mouth, being careful to mute the phone so that he gentleman on the other line did not hear her smacking.  “Maurice, sweetie, calm down.   I am not trying to lead you on.  I made it clear that I was a very busy woman and that I don’t have time for a relationship.  I study and I gig, and I gig a lot so my calendar is always booked so…No, that does not mean I’m on bull and I’d appreciate if you did not cuss at me…Look, look, Maurice, I apologize for making you upset, but I did not lie to you.  I said we could be friends, hang out, and see where it goes.  But both you and I know that we have nothing in common and…”  She pulled muted the phone and pulled it away from her ear.  Why can’t I just be a rude chick, cuss this dude out, and get it over with?… “Yes, Maurice, I’m still here, but now I am about to go, because I already warned you not to cuss at me … And you wonder why I don’t want to make this work… Ok, that’s about all I can deal with, Maurice.  Have a good day.  Bye.”  She hung up before she could hear another word.  After sliding her phone back in the pocket of her jeans, she wiped the crumbs from her popcorn on a napkin and tossed it in a nearby garbage can.  Welp, another one bites the dust.  She laughed to herself as she stuffed another handful of popcorn into her mouth.  And I really thought that one had some potential.  I guess that’s what happens when you meet people in random places and give them your number.  Last time I trust someone I meet at Wal-Mart…

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