Friday, December 5, 2008

Hey, Hey, Hey.... That's OUR Word!

Hello all,

I'm writing you today from the Panera on 96th St. It has taken me a minute to find out what may be interesting in my life that doesn't directly relate to my parents, but then I started working at a restaurant and became clear. I have also been on hiatus because of a distressing phone call from Fuckhead, but that is an exhausting tale that has a 2 drink minimum. I'll just say that I still don't know when I'm going to get my stuff back- ARG.

Anywho, I have been training at work all week and the other night I was following a server and walked past the general manager telling the rest of the employees a story.The general manager looks like a combination of Mr. Clean, a pirate, and a motivational speaker who is trying to sell you gym equipment on an infomercial.

"Oh, yickity yackity, blah, blah, blah..........like I was some kind of fuckin' fag!!!"

Now, I commonly am not offended when people say slurs such as this. I know people are idiots and this man gave no reason to think any more of him, so my server and I talked about it for a second and moved on. Later on in the evening, I stepped into the restroom to check my voicemail and when I returned my server told me that he had taken her aside and apologized to her saying that he wasn't thinking of me being able to hear him.

A few hours after that he asked me to come into his office (duh, duh, DUH). He stretched out his hand, and during the longest most awkward handshake he apologized to me for saying that and that he NEVER says things like that and that was very insensitive. He repeated himself 4 or 5 times, still holding my hand (still awkward). You could tell the thought bubbles above our heads were flashing " LAWSUIT, LAWSUIT, LAWSUIT". I said something to the effect of, "Oh, yeah, people just don't think about what they're saying sometimes, who's that at the door, mkay bye." He was very, extraspecially polite to me for the remainder of the evening and let me leave early.

I haven't checked my driver's licence in a while, but I'm pretty sure I wasn't born yesterday.

never say things like that = I didn't know you heard me

very insensitive = please don't get me fired

Really, I don't know what offends me more, that he said it in a big group of his employees or that he picked me out as being the offended by it cause I'm gay. I don't remember checking the sexual orientation box on my application. Let's all say it together S-E-X-U-A-L H-A-R-A-S-S--M-E-N-T. I mean, yes, I am aware of my gayness. I'm no screaming queen, but I don't pretend to be straight either. In the job market a few years ago, I'd have quit on the spot, but I guess it might be fun to see how this plays out over time.

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