"It happened again" said Sandra, quietly seething as she and Patrick returned to their apartment after an evening drinking with friends.
"What?"
"That bit where Josh starts talking about White Male hegemony just as the bar bill arrives, you pay it, and Keisha makes a little joke about reparations. You always fall for it! You know Josh is on a basketball scholarship and gets God knows how much on the side from the boosters's club! You could let Josh pick up the tab every once in a while without being the Grand Dragon of the Klan."
"I'm" Patrick began, but his girlfriend cut him off.
"Do not apologize to me" she said "If you apologize, I am walking out the front door and never coming back."
"Uh" said Patrick.
"Look" said Sandra "You're a kind, sweet, sexy man, the best boyfriend I've ever had. But you are also the most fucked-up white dude I have ever met! All someone has to do is say 'check your privilege' and you fold like wet cardboard!" She drew a piece of paper out of her purse. "I made an appointment for us tomorrow morning at Delta Gamma. They do a kind of relationship counseling. It's worked for friends of mine. I know your schedule is free then, so you can come with me or we can end this relationship."
"Uh, OK" said Patrick.