While at work the other day, I ran into an old co-instructor friend of mine. She's this fabulously hot Japanese lady that definitely gets heads to turn. Of course, I see her, give her a big hug and kiss, and begin to converse. As we are talking, I notice something about 10 feet behind her. Two of my new co-workers are on their folding stools giving me a thumbs-up signal. Being the amazingly natural actor that I am, I continue my conversation without missing a beat and without my friend noticing any change in expression or tone. After she leaves, one of those new co-workers comes over to me and says, "Thumbs-up on her. Go for it."

Now, a while back, when my new Assistant Team Leader started, he noticed that I would roll my eyes when there were kids being loud in the store. The following conversation ensued:

ATL: I see that you don't like kids.

Tim: No, I just hate having them around.

ATL: Well, what if you have a kid someday?

Tim: Oh, trust me, that won't be happening?

ATL: Never say never.

Tim: Nope. I'm pretty sure that won't be an issue in my life.

ATL: Well, what if one weekend you get drunk?

Tim: What?

ATL: What if you get drunk one weekend and...

Tim: ...accidentaly sign adoption papers? Someone leaves a baby on my doorstep?

ATL: No, what if you get someone pregnant?

Tim: Are you serious?

Now, I'm not at all the butchest man you will ever meet. I am actually fine and comfortable with being barely butch. Actually, I wouldn't use that word to describe me at all. And to be honest, I am sure that people look at me and think "Yep, she's gay." So, it surprises me when people think otherwise. I know that you shouldn't assume that anyone is anything. But, as my friend Olivia said, "Don't they just assume that when you talk about your boyfriend?" One would think.

Later.  ¶ 9:49 AM