23 Jan 2002
Why is it that straight people think they can pair any two gay men with each other and we’ll instantly hit it off and want to date? I understand that my dating prospects are virtually nil in this town, but I’m frankly embarrassed by my own behavior this weekend.
Sure, I’ve been calling this guy the MFB (“My future boyfriend”) for a few months, but it’s just a joke, right? Just something to say about the only other eligible single guy my own age I know in town, because we’re totally not each other’s type, right?
Instead, it lead to us being squished side by side at the bar, each half-sloshed, while our mutual friends kept poking us in the ribs and making lewd side-comments about how we should get it on with each other. And I played into it, making a few bold and direct comments to the other party myself.
And then we both left with our respective friends. And I’m mortally embarrassed about running into this person ever again.
Now I know why All Over the Guy got such bad reviews…
God. I can so relate. But I’m too embarrassed to go into more details, but… argh. Argh.
Ernie | 23 Jan 2002