This happened yesterday while I was in WalMart.
| Male cashier with multiple tattoos (two of them are colored in with rainbow): |
How are you this evening?
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| Me: |
Pretty good. Starving, obviously. How are you?
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| Cashier: |
Not bad. I can't wait to get off my shift and get home to my boyfriend.
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| Woman behind me: |
Wait, you're gay?
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| Cashier: |
Yeah. . . ?
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| Woman: |
That's a shame.
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| Me: |
Why?
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| Woman: |
He seemed like such a wonderful man, it's a shame he's gay.
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| Cashier: |
Why is it a shame?
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| Woman: |
It's wrong! It's immoral, it's dis-
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| Me: |
Excuse me, but what's it to you if he's gay?
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| Woman: |
It's offensive!
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| Me: |
But how does it affect you?
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| Woman: |
What?
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| Me: |
Where exactly does it start to make sense that it affects you? A relationship is between 2 people, not 3.
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| Woman: |
*sputters a bit, then leaves without her food*
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| Cashier: |
. . . Wow, thank you.
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| Me: |
Ignorant people are the reason I claim to be allergic to the human race. |
12:20 am • 1 March 2012 • 42,872 notes