Last week, I had the privilege of attending a fundraiser for one of my good friendsโ€™ brother, who was recently diagnosed with cancer. (Side note: follow his journey to recovery by liking his Facebook page, Noah Strong and be on the lookout for the hashtag #NoahStrong.) I received the invite on Facebook for live music, drinks and positive vibes in downtown Matthews. I didnโ€™t even know Matthews had a downtown area, so I was pleasantly surprised by the quaint little string of shops that ended in a cul-de-sac with an area for pop-up shops and a gazebo where the live music would be.

I was most looking forward to seeing my friend play music for the first time. After a couple beers, I snagged a patch of grass and waited for her to start. As she began to strum her guitar, I realized I wasnโ€™t familiar with the songs she was playing. Until she said, โ€œWeโ€™re going to play a little Rihanna for you!โ€ And I began screaming at the top of my lungs until I realized I was the only one screaming… I looked around and realized I was the only black person in the immediate area. Yep, I was yet again, the token.

If youโ€™re unfamiliar with term, it usually refers to the one person in a group of people that is a minority. You know the joke about how in horror movies, the black person is the first to go? That person is the token. And as a product of many years of schooling being the only black person in my class, homeroom, cheerleading team, etc. I am familiar with the ins and outs of being the token.

While the term usually has a negative connotation, most of us tend to focus on the moments of total hilarity such as, being the only person screaming at Rihanna. Iโ€™m not even a huge fan, but the fact I knew I would know the song incited a reaction.

After the show, I sat with my co-workers and told them I was going to write on the topic and they, too, thought it would be hilarious, so here we go. Here are a few signs you are a token or have a token friend.

1. Real Recognize Real (Solidarity): When you are the token of your group, you always recognize other tokens. When Iโ€™m at the EpiCentre, for example, if I see someone else thatโ€™s the only minority in the group thereโ€™s almost always this moment of, โ€œHey! I see you!โ€ There are lots of smiles and introductions are fairly simple because itโ€™s like youโ€™re meeting your spirit animal. โ€œI feel you, brah.โ€ *chest bump*

2. โ€œWe Found Love in a Hopeless Placeโ€ (Music): In the spirit of Rihanna, as the token, I grew up learning a few staples like โ€œStrawberry Wineโ€ and โ€œI Hope You Dance.โ€ Outside of that, itโ€™s been a learn-as-you-go process. All of my co-workers assured me I had heard a DMB song before after I purchased my Groupon and hopped on the party bus. Nope, not even one song. And after purchasing my Groupon to Weenie Roast this weekend, I found out there will be no barbecued baby weenies available for eating. Nope, just another concert where I wonโ€™t know any of the bands. Oh, I canโ€™t wait for someone to perform a familiar cover, like Rihanna?

3. Til Death Do We Part (Weddings): This spring I went to a wedding for one of my friends. She had been prepping me for months to meet this guy who would be there. I knew he was a person of color but had no other information about him. After showing up late (yes, I know, yet another stigma I canโ€™t seem to crack, being black and being late otherwise known as bp time), and almost missing her walk down the aisle, I looked around and realized I was the only black person there. And then it hit me, he must be a token too. If youโ€™re reading this, Reese Cup, donโ€™t worry I had an amazing time, lol!

4. No, I Donโ€™t Wash My Hair Everyday (Hair): It was really hilarious when I was a cheerleader and everyone was supposed to look alike (not even gonna harp on that) โ€” hair, makeup and uniform. Well, the hair was always a challenge. I didnโ€™t have the long locks of my counterparts so I was always thankful when one my teammates got her hair cut. Finally, someone else who isnโ€™t going to be able to wear a fishtail braid with a bow at the end. Not to mention, those edges that Iโ€™m always talking about, the edge of the hairline that becomes exceptionally frizzy-yeah well those keep from wanting to do anything involving water. No, I donโ€™t have the urge to herbal…

While being a token can definitely mean having one too many #awkwardpalmtree moments, celebrating differences can also bring revelations to others on how to deal with those situations and find the humor. Who cares if you donโ€™t know a single DMB song? Bring your own weenies and pre-game to Rihanna!

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