AND JUST WHEN I THOUGHT...
... I didn't have the time or even patience to sit down and post something, the right occasion comes along.
So I've been pretty busy and i haven't even had time to make calls i was supposed to make on the 22nd of august... and the pace is not slowing down !
I've planned to do things, I've made lists, etc... but i just don't know why i just don't have TIME !!
Well i guess one day i'll find a way to make my organization better,...
But anyway, let's go straight to that subject i just HAD to write about. I had started this blog with fresh, great ideas, but unfortunately i met some of the worst people a discreet man can meet : the " openly gay men who want to open all the closets there are in this world and make all gay men come out " and i really started thinking i wasn't really made for a gay life until ( thank god ) i met some other gay/bisexual men who think like me.
Three bloggers i frequently read ( Valentino, No4Real, and Clay Cane ) wrote about an experience that happened to me before and i feel like i have to share my story, maybe it'll help me because i still feel can't think of it without wanting to break something.
So i met this guy on yahoo and we decided to go out and have dinner for our first real life meeting. I was working as an assistant manager in a small restaurant at that time so for " security " reasons ( You never know these days ), i decided to take him to dinner there. He was there first, and as i got out of the car i saw a really weird looking guy in front of the restaurant. He was very skinny, had locks and a huge coat ( it was the middle of fall but up here in canada, it can get cold ! ) but extremely tight jeans and big boots . Frankly, slim with clothes and shoes looking to big for him, and all that hair but skin tight jeans on skinny legs : he looked like a cartoon character ! I was like " no it can't be him ! " Of course, it was.
His voice was disturbing, his mannerisms were too much : coat on his shoulders like james brown, diva-like attitude when he spoke to waiters, the way he touched things with only the tip of his fingers,... i was feeling dizzy. On top of that, he was a " know-it-all ", one of those people who make culture sound boring, who want to have discussions about places he's never been ( I GREW UP in Paris , how u gonna talk to me about the most interesting things to see in Paris like u a tour guide talking to a japanese tourist ??? ). The conversation was horrible, example :
Him - Oh and there's an extraordinary place called Monaco in south france that i read about, u won't believe how great it is, the casinos, the hotels, ...
Me - I know, that's where my parents got married
Him, looking disturbed, with a face like he's thinking really fast - Marriage is overrated, i don't understand those straight people, its just stupid, all that bullshit
Me - ( raising my eyebrow ) My parents are straight, thank god... if they hadnt been i wouldn't be here, " the straights " ? is it a clan or something, u want to hate on straight people ? You think being gay is so much better ?
Ok after 20 minutes, i was ready to leave, the man was just... ( censored ) .... So just when i thought it couldn't be worse and i started thinking of leaving that fool in the middle of dinner just like that with no explanation, the waiter was just done serving us our dishes and he said ( i don't know how loud he said it but to me it sounded like a rocket hitting a skyscraper ) : " SO WHEN DID YOU REALIZE YOU WERE GAY ? "
My heart almost stopped but i was still alive and i quickly reacted " ARE YOU CRAZY ??? WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO ??? " The waiter stopped, turned around, i looked at him like " what u still doin' here ? ", he almost ran to go back to the kitchen. I realized he was really a fool when he said " of course im talkin to you ? ( he laughs ) Who else could i be talking to ? You're so funny ! " And all along he was tasting his calamari with the most ridiculous diva-attitude... Thank god there was nobody sitting right next to us. I was speecheless but guess what ? HE KEPT ON TALKING, telling me about his experience as a gay rights activist and his memories of Gay Pride in different cities.
I was in a nightmare, i was floating above the tables and i was feeling dizzy and nauseous but i felt like hitting him wouldn't help... and i couldnt hear what he was saying, there were drums playin in my head...
20 minutes later, i " created " an amergency phone call, i cancelled our orders and we left.
As we were heading out, he told me to call him as soon as i was done so we could meet later that night and talk some more. To this day, i still dont know what my reaction was, but i left and didnt look back.
So I've been pretty busy and i haven't even had time to make calls i was supposed to make on the 22nd of august... and the pace is not slowing down !
I've planned to do things, I've made lists, etc... but i just don't know why i just don't have TIME !!
Well i guess one day i'll find a way to make my organization better,...
But anyway, let's go straight to that subject i just HAD to write about. I had started this blog with fresh, great ideas, but unfortunately i met some of the worst people a discreet man can meet : the " openly gay men who want to open all the closets there are in this world and make all gay men come out " and i really started thinking i wasn't really made for a gay life until ( thank god ) i met some other gay/bisexual men who think like me.
Three bloggers i frequently read ( Valentino, No4Real, and Clay Cane ) wrote about an experience that happened to me before and i feel like i have to share my story, maybe it'll help me because i still feel can't think of it without wanting to break something.
So i met this guy on yahoo and we decided to go out and have dinner for our first real life meeting. I was working as an assistant manager in a small restaurant at that time so for " security " reasons ( You never know these days ), i decided to take him to dinner there. He was there first, and as i got out of the car i saw a really weird looking guy in front of the restaurant. He was very skinny, had locks and a huge coat ( it was the middle of fall but up here in canada, it can get cold ! ) but extremely tight jeans and big boots . Frankly, slim with clothes and shoes looking to big for him, and all that hair but skin tight jeans on skinny legs : he looked like a cartoon character ! I was like " no it can't be him ! " Of course, it was.
His voice was disturbing, his mannerisms were too much : coat on his shoulders like james brown, diva-like attitude when he spoke to waiters, the way he touched things with only the tip of his fingers,... i was feeling dizzy. On top of that, he was a " know-it-all ", one of those people who make culture sound boring, who want to have discussions about places he's never been ( I GREW UP in Paris , how u gonna talk to me about the most interesting things to see in Paris like u a tour guide talking to a japanese tourist ??? ). The conversation was horrible, example :
Him - Oh and there's an extraordinary place called Monaco in south france that i read about, u won't believe how great it is, the casinos, the hotels, ...
Me - I know, that's where my parents got married
Him, looking disturbed, with a face like he's thinking really fast - Marriage is overrated, i don't understand those straight people, its just stupid, all that bullshit
Me - ( raising my eyebrow ) My parents are straight, thank god... if they hadnt been i wouldn't be here, " the straights " ? is it a clan or something, u want to hate on straight people ? You think being gay is so much better ?
Ok after 20 minutes, i was ready to leave, the man was just... ( censored ) .... So just when i thought it couldn't be worse and i started thinking of leaving that fool in the middle of dinner just like that with no explanation, the waiter was just done serving us our dishes and he said ( i don't know how loud he said it but to me it sounded like a rocket hitting a skyscraper ) : " SO WHEN DID YOU REALIZE YOU WERE GAY ? "
My heart almost stopped but i was still alive and i quickly reacted " ARE YOU CRAZY ??? WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO ??? " The waiter stopped, turned around, i looked at him like " what u still doin' here ? ", he almost ran to go back to the kitchen. I realized he was really a fool when he said " of course im talkin to you ? ( he laughs ) Who else could i be talking to ? You're so funny ! " And all along he was tasting his calamari with the most ridiculous diva-attitude... Thank god there was nobody sitting right next to us. I was speecheless but guess what ? HE KEPT ON TALKING, telling me about his experience as a gay rights activist and his memories of Gay Pride in different cities.
I was in a nightmare, i was floating above the tables and i was feeling dizzy and nauseous but i felt like hitting him wouldn't help... and i couldnt hear what he was saying, there were drums playin in my head...
20 minutes later, i " created " an amergency phone call, i cancelled our orders and we left.
As we were heading out, he told me to call him as soon as i was done so we could meet later that night and talk some more. To this day, i still dont know what my reaction was, but i left and didnt look back.
posted by Soldier at 5:50 p.m.
4 Comments:
wow...this is why u shouldn't date men, well people in general that u met online. that is so dangerous.
that guy was off the wall with that shit. i hate when i see gay people together, and they act like that shit is a cult. we (straight people) dont act like that. that is so corny. they are so quick to run down the questions...they make it seem like you're joining a fraternity, and u have to find out everything there is to know about the gay community and pride parades and all types of shit. gay people are just that...people...fuck outta here with that other bullshit.
that's a serious story.. i know you was extremely pissed when you met him.. if i meet someone online i try to meet them at a location that i wouldn't no anyone.. crazy story.. i'm glad he didn't out
wow, u hauled azz, lol.
So how did u create the emergency phone call? I hope I never have such a bad date.
intersting, very VERY intersting ...
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