THE SCREENING PROCESS (FIND YOURSELF A GOOD WOMAN!)
James was one of the sweetest guys I had ever met.
There was absolutely nothing about him that was offensive or intimidating. You could
tell by his eyes and soft tone of voice that he was a gentle soul at heart.
James was a black man who had started his own company, and had done very well for
himself. He had come from a poor family, and had educated himself in business, going
on to making six figures a year.
I had met James at a party and hit it off with him. He was a quiet man, but if you worked
hard enough you could get him to talk with you. When the party had just started to kick
into full swing, he mentioned he had to be getting home.
“Why leave so soon?” I asked. “The night’s still young.”
“I’d like to,” said James, “but tomorrow is my day to be with my son and I want to be
rested.”
“Oh, you have a kid?” I asked.
James smiled as he pulled a picture out of his wallet. His son looked just like him. You
could tell by the smile on James’ face that he lived for his boy.
“His name’s Rodger,” he said proudly. “He’s in the second grade.”
I nodded.
“Are you divorced, or just separated?” I asked.
James smile disappeared. “No, I’m divorced,” he said putting away the picture.
“I take it things ended badly?”
James nodded. “She’s not fit to be a mother,” he said. “I keep worrying she’ll run off
with Rodger. I don’t mind paying child support, but she uses that money to buy herself
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