Last week, I was out at a drinking with friends and one of my friend’s co-workers was complaining about being single. I offered to go out with her and we could each other’s wing woman. Later, she recounted a story about how she used her cleavage and curvy plus-sized body to get the host of a restaurant to give her and her parents a table. She mentioned that the host was a black guy. “Black guys love me.” I rolled my eyes. Does she think she can use me to get swirly with some random Black dude? The offer to be her wing woman has officially been rescinded.