We’ve had someone from another shift working with us recently to help with training Problem Boy and Dirty Clown. Let’s call her Crusty Old Dyke.
So the other day Dirty Clown says to me, “You know, the reason Crusty Old Dyke is a lesbian is because she couldn’t find a man.”
I didn’t know whether to laugh or just let my jaw hang open. After a concerted effort to wipe the incredulous look off my face, I said, “Dude, that’s totally not the way it works.” He said, “Well, yeah, every gay person I’ve ever known is that way,” and proceeded to tell me a story about how a guy he went to high school with came out to him following their 5-year reunion (this would have been about 15 years ago) and mentioned he thought Dirty Clown was kinda good looking. The guy kept calling him and Dirty Clown refused to go over to the guy’s house.
I told him not to flatter himself, and then I proceeded to, as simply and quickly as possible, explain nature vs nurture and how both affect your sexuality and how the societal message of straightness is so powerful it takes a lot of maturity and self-awareness to even realize that something about yourself might be different. So all those people that didn’t have boyfriends or girlfriends aren’t gay because they just didn’t have any other choice, they probably didn’t have boyfriends or girlfriends because they’re gay. And they try to or pretend to participate in straight relationships because they either don’t know yet, or they’re afraid of how people like Dirty Clown might respond.
Then he comes with how the thought of two guys together makes his stomach turn, but… wait for it… he can see how two girls would get together. Because of the emotional bond. And it’s just not as gross.
Once he started getting that I was really serious and not gonna just joke about Crusty Old Dyke with him, he dropped the conversation. I don’t think it’s because he didn’t want to have the conversation, he just didn’t know where to go with it. Up until that point I’d been trying to figure out how to drop the bomb for him, but couldn’t quite work it in, and then he was gone. I should have just gone on with it. What I wanted to say to him was, “Dude, do I look like I couldn’t get a boyfriend if I wanted one?” He asked me just a couple weeks ago if my roommate was my boyfriend.
I suspect he might bring this conversation up with Problem Boy and maybe Problem Boy will set him straight (heh). Even if that doesn’t happen, I think this will come up again, given his inquisitiveness when I told him I’m mixed. I’m not at all worried about any animosity from him. I just think there’s a way to present the information with maximum effectiveness, to get him to think about it a little. I’m not big on coming out to people just for the sake of doing it. If it’s pertinent information, I’ll share it. I try to keep as much of my personal life to myself at work, anyway.





