Earthquakes, cars, and homos
(Walking back to Hill-Kitt, behind a group of first-years talking about California.)
Guy 1: “It’s all just earthquakes, cars, and homos. I don’t ever wanna go there”
Guy 2: “What you got against homos?”Guy 1: I just think it’s not the most comfortable experience to be somewhere where like everyone around you is a homo”
Guy 2: “You don’t have to like go into the Castro”
Guy 1: “No it’s not just San Francisco, the homos are everywhere, dude, like 25% of the population there.”
Me, after some hesitation: “I’m sorry, you’ve got a homo walking right behind you, so maybe you could keep it to yourself for a little while.”
I guess I’m glad I said something today, but I’m never sure how much to speak up in these situations — or for that matter, when a little old lady asks me if I have a girlfriend. Awkward balance between avoiding conflict and not hiding who I am.
