Fag Hags and the mentally challenged
Okay, so my good friend Bam told me I needed a blog and here I am talking to all of you or rather none of you! In one day I have been called a Fag Hag and almost hit a screaming person on the highway. How you ask? Remember, I am the person your parents warned you about.
I wouldn't say that I am surrounded by gay people at work but I am in contact with a small number of them, but only since my move to Ohio. I never thought of Ohio as Gay Friendly, but so many things are new to me here. (Like Indians victories) I asked rather innocently what I had written across my face that indicated that it was okay for everyone to tell me ALL about their lives and my co-worker laughed out "Fag Hag."
Wow! I never knew I was so popular with the gay crowd. Okay, so maybe it was a dead give away when all those girls hit on me (flattered ladies but not interested), but my boss told me that my personality draws them to me. I am still trying to figure out if she meant this in a nice way!
And as if I didn't have enough to ponder on my hour long drive home I almost hit an acid trippin or mentally challenged person then again maybe both. It was black out and the car in front of me swerved, thank god, I did the same. Someone was standing in the middle of no. 8 highway. No dents only screaming and waving of arms from both parties.
Light bulb! Okay, maybe Jr. is going to wreck in Talladega. If so, remember I was the one to call it. Or maybe he will pull a arm waving, helmet throwing session.
Remember, I Am The Person Your Parents Warned You About...
I wouldn't say that I am surrounded by gay people at work but I am in contact with a small number of them, but only since my move to Ohio. I never thought of Ohio as Gay Friendly, but so many things are new to me here. (Like Indians victories) I asked rather innocently what I had written across my face that indicated that it was okay for everyone to tell me ALL about their lives and my co-worker laughed out "Fag Hag."
Wow! I never knew I was so popular with the gay crowd. Okay, so maybe it was a dead give away when all those girls hit on me (flattered ladies but not interested), but my boss told me that my personality draws them to me. I am still trying to figure out if she meant this in a nice way!
And as if I didn't have enough to ponder on my hour long drive home I almost hit an acid trippin or mentally challenged person then again maybe both. It was black out and the car in front of me swerved, thank god, I did the same. Someone was standing in the middle of no. 8 highway. No dents only screaming and waving of arms from both parties.
Light bulb! Okay, maybe Jr. is going to wreck in Talladega. If so, remember I was the one to call it. Or maybe he will pull a arm waving, helmet throwing session.
Remember, I Am The Person Your Parents Warned You About...
posted by Kap at 4/29/2006
4 Comments:
Tell me, where are the flashbacks they all warned us about?
Hehehe....glad your are blogging, I will link you immediately!
Looking good so far...I look forward to more!!
The flashbacks are all those great memories we have stored in our (full or empty) heads.
Maybe your interstate friend was "flashing back"
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