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OK... someone here remind me... how long ago did I come out?
Wasn't it, oh, NEW YEARS.
So why is it that I still have friends who are surprised?
How is it possible for a friend to have not heard about it by now?
I had the following conversations with one of my old roommates no less yesterday.
J- hey, what's happening, got any plans for the 4th?
Me- yeah, I gotta work... that was part of my deal with the devil to get last weekend off.
J- oh, what did you do last weekend.
Me- went to san francisco.
J- oh, visit some friends there?
Me- yeah, visited some friends.
J- well, what all did you do.
Me- oh, saw the sights, went to the Pride festival, and, well, let's just say, what happens in San Francisco stays in San Francisco
J- Oho... what was her name, was she hot?
Me-
(how does he one not know about me anyway, two miss the obvious reference to Pride)
Me- His name was (obviously male name), and yes, yes he was
J- oh, that's not fair... how did you get the hot chick.
Me- (do I need to beat you with a fish)
Me- I don't know, (obviously male name) is way out of my league, I'll admit that.
J- Oh, do you have a picture of her?
Me- yeah, I can show you a picture, let me grab my laptop.
*gets out laptop, shows him the picture of (obviously male name)
J- umm... Smiley... that's a dude.
Me- yeah, it is...
J- umm... you said it was a hot chick
Me- I did not... I did tell you his name and told you that he was hot.
J- but why would you do that with a dude.
Me- isn't that kind of obvious...
OK, seriously... why is it that no one believes me when I say I'm gay... seriously, I think the only way to get people to believe me is to have a picture of me sucking a dick in my wallet... and if that's the case, I'm going to need a volunteer
Wasn't it, oh, NEW YEARS.
So why is it that I still have friends who are surprised?
How is it possible for a friend to have not heard about it by now?
I had the following conversations with one of my old roommates no less yesterday.
J- hey, what's happening, got any plans for the 4th?
Me- yeah, I gotta work... that was part of my deal with the devil to get last weekend off.
J- oh, what did you do last weekend.
Me- went to san francisco.
J- oh, visit some friends there?
Me- yeah, visited some friends.
J- well, what all did you do.
Me- oh, saw the sights, went to the Pride festival, and, well, let's just say, what happens in San Francisco stays in San Francisco
J- Oho... what was her name, was she hot?
Me-
(how does he one not know about me anyway, two miss the obvious reference to Pride)Me- His name was (obviously male name), and yes, yes he was
J- oh, that's not fair... how did you get the hot chick.
Me-
(do I need to beat you with a fish)Me- I don't know, (obviously male name) is way out of my league, I'll admit that.
J- Oh, do you have a picture of her?
Me- yeah, I can show you a picture, let me grab my laptop.
*gets out laptop, shows him the picture of (obviously male name)
J- umm... Smiley... that's a dude.
Me- yeah, it is...
J- umm... you said it was a hot chick
Me- I did not... I did tell you his name and told you that he was hot.
J- but why would you do that with a dude.
Me- isn't that kind of obvious...
OK, seriously... why is it that no one believes me when I say I'm gay... seriously, I think the only way to get people to believe me is to have a picture of me sucking a dick in my wallet... and if that's the case, I'm going to need a volunteer
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