The tales of a 30 something gay stand-up comic living in NYC who is searching for his soul mate or soul...which ever comes first.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Seeing Red

Ok...I have to get this off my chest.

As I've explained before, I am the only gay person working in this restaurant, and I have to deal with a lot of "macho boasting". You know the crap. Who's dick is bigger, who bangs the most broads, and whatever other crap they talk about. I don't really get straight men.

Yesterday, the one waiter began to tease our food runner that he was gay. The food runner is not gay, but it bugs me that he is getting teased about being so. What was really bad was that I was brought into it. The waiter told this food runner "Just admit you're gay. I'm sure Patrick would be happy to fucking rape your ass."

This is the crap I need to put up with daily. I so need to find an office temp job.


 
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