(I’m a female customer sitting in a pub. I’m approached by a male customer while I read a book.)
Male Customer: “Hello, my name is [Name].”
Me: “That’s nice.”
Male Customer: “So can I have your number?”
Me: “Oh. Actually, I’m gay.”
Male Customer: “You want to have sex with women?”
Me: “Well, not right now. Right now, I just want to read my book.”
Male Customer: “That’s bull-s***! If you’re a lesbian then you want to have sex with women!”
Me: “Honestly, I just want to read my book.”
Male Customer: “You’re lying to me; that’s very rude! I’m going to complain!”
Male Customer: *to a waitress* “That girl over there is being really rude. I want you to do something, it’s disturbing my day. She just lied to me and told me that she was a lesbian, and now she’s mocking me.”
Waitress: “What am I supposed to do about that? Make her straight?”
Male Customer: “Just do something about it!”
Waitress: *to me* “Hello, there.”
Me: “Hello. I’m sorry about him.”
Waitress: “Oh, it’s no problem! So, can I have your number?”
Male Customer:*looks horrified*
Me: “Er, yeah, sure. Here.”
(I write my number on a napkin and she takes it, still smiling.)
Waitress:*to male customer* “See? She’s a lesbian.”
Male Customer: “That’s not what I wanted you to do! I didn’t want you to ask her out, I wanted you to make her leave! I demand to speak to your manager!”
Waitress: “Oh, he’s just popped out. I can get his boyfriend for you though if you want?”
Male Customer:*storms out cursing*
(It turned out that the waitress was kidding about her manager, but she wasn’t kidding about asking me out!)
This story is part of the misunderstood-lesbians-themed roundup!
