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Wednesday night T and I had a date night. I picked him up at his office and then we went to dinner at an Italian restaurant.
As we walked in, I saw a tall, young and attractive black man behind the counter. The hostess handed him our menus and he led us to our table. I noticed the way his hips moved and thought he might be gay. As he sat us he spoke and listening to his voice confirmed my suspicion. I know that I may have been playing into a stereotype, but stereotypes don't come from no where, right?
We had our meal, which was just OK and then we went into the mall. I had ordered a new pair of glasses and they were ready for me to pick them up. As we headed there, we notices these 2 guys walking on the other side of the walk way, heading the other direction. T noticed them too because as they passed he looked at me and I knew what he was thinking. Gay.
After we got my glasses we walked out of the glasses store and we saw another 2 guys walking together. One was hugely muscular and wearing a string tank to show them off. The other was big, but fatter. They walked faster than us and caught up to us and then passed us. We could hear them talking. T looked at me again. I look at him. Gay.
Then we went into a big department store. T was looking for something for his mother. After wondering around there for a while, we headed out, passing through the mens department. I noticed yet another gay couple shopping together. This couple was older, like us, but they were clearly together.
We kept asking ourselves what was going on. I mean sometimes we see a gay couple when we are out. Not every time, but sometimes. And never this many in one night, in one place.
I guess since we don't go to the gay meeting, we didn't get the memo.