• relatives: any boyfriends?
• me: no
• typical conversation at every holiday since I was 5

The White Stripes

• Male cashier with multiple tattoos (two of them are colored in with rainbow): How are you this evening?
• Me: Pretty good. Starving, obviously. How are you?
• Cashier: Not bad. I can't wait to get off my shift and get home to my boyfriend.
• Woman behind me: Wait, you're gay?
• Cashier: Yeah. . . ?
• Woman: That's a shame.
• Me: Why?
• Woman: He seemed like such a wonderful man, it's a shame he's gay.
• Cashier: Why is it a shame?
• Woman: It's wrong! It's immoral, it's dis-
• Me: Excuse me, but what's it to you if he's gay?
• Woman: It's offensive!
• Me: But how does it affect you?
• Woman: What?
• Me: Where exactly does it start to make sense that it affects you? A relationship is between 2 people, not 3.
• Woman: *sputters a bit, then leaves without her food*
• Cashier: . . . Wow, thank you.
• Me: Ignorant people are the reason I claim to be allergic to the human race.