I replied, don't worry about who he is, don't worry about where i met him, no you don't know him, and yes he's Nigerian.
All of this was met with a chorus of "oohs" and "aahs" except for one particular naysayer. This chickie was a bit skeptical and took things a step further and said "Ugh, why would you date another Nigerian? Especially after what happened with ChukwuBlankityBlank (*names coded to protect the not-so-innocent)?"
I just kinda looked at her and cocked my eyebrow. Like, really, i should cut off an entire population of people because of 1 douchebag (though i can't front, said douchebag royally f**ked my life and i definitely considered um reducing the amount of time i spent conversing with 9ja guys as a result)? She went on to comment about how she was done with African guys in general but she was ALL THE WAY DONE with Nigerian guys because blah blah blah whatever. I know they say 1 bad apple spoils the bunch but thats really an awful way to approach life. Sitting there blocking your blessings because you have a chip on your shoulder is not gonna win you any medals.
Similarly, I don't ever want to be that bad apple (though i already have been in a roundabout kind of way...yeah im a heartbreaker sometimes lol). I don't want to be the girl that made some man turn to the dark side (whatever that may be). They say, when a man gets his heart broken, the next 10 (or whatever arbitrary number) women pay the price for it (and they claim women are supposed to be the sensitive ones. go figure). Since i've been on the receiving end of this "that b!tch ruined my life and now im gonna take it out on the world" treatment, im doing my best not to be the catalyst for such behavior in my future boo-loves.
Takeaway point of the day: Don't let one bad apple spoil the bunch....and don't be that bad apple!