Wednesday, September 02, 2009

Sex (I'm A....)

Yes, I'll get chastised here for this post, but..............

So on our last night in DC, we went out to eat at Logan Tavern, we just wanted to sit outside and eat - and watch all the people go by. That's more than half the fun of eating outside.

Oh - and I get to pet the doggies who are on their walks.

It had been raining on and off all day, but we took our chances. Tick tick tick. Eating outdoors will be gone sooner than you think. It turns out we won our odds. No rain and it was a nice temperature, nice service and decent food.

But because of the potential rain, the outdoor area wasn't too crowded. One couple was behind me - a man and woman, though I'm 99.99% certain the man was gay. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

The thing I notice up on P St, is that if you're a local, eventually someone walks by you know. So behind me I hear two guys talking and the one sitting behind me says: "so are you dating anyone". The other responds, "I've given up on dating - I won't ever date again." He went on to talk about how hard it is to be a lesbian in this city.

I slyly turn around to see what guy has given up the dating life and who made some snide comment about being a lesbian. But there's no "guy". There was woman. A manly looking woman, but not "man".

Yeah, I'm probably not as comfortable with transgender as I should be, but to be fair, I haven't had a lot of exposure to it either. I dare say that is true of a lot of the population. So I kind of smiled when (s)he said to her friends, "it should be a 15 minute conversation, then it's over and we should just move on from there....."


I'm thinking in the best scenarios, two people getting to know each other don't have a 15 minute conversation about what is possibly their biggest life-changing event and then just drop it.

And this isn't just a male-to-female post-op situation. It is sexual identify along with sexual preference. Double whammy. You're not getting through all this in a quarter-hour and just moving on to what's your favourite colour and how many brothers do you have.

And boy did this person just go on and on and on to these two people. And us two also, as there was no way not to overhear everything. We were less than two feet away.

What I loved most of all was that you know (s)he was just walking by and they said something like, "hey, how's it going?" not realizing the person would stand there through their entire meal and never leave. Honestly - (s)he was there for 30-40 minutes.

It was a little entertaining. A little sad. And a lot annoying.

Song by: Berlin


rebecca said...

Wait a minute -- let me make sure I've got this right -- you PET STRANGE DOGS while you're EATING DINNER??? Yuck!

Blobby said...

Yes. Yes I do.

It's not like they're strays.