tsmandy
03-10-2009, 01:20 AM
The other night I was hanging out with a GG friend of mine in San Fransisco and we decided to go to an after-hours party at the Stud so she could hit it to this girl she has the hots for. I didn't know anything about the stud, and I assumed it was a dyke bar since the only people I knew who were going were dykes.
I showed up and of course the Stud is not a dyke bar at all, its a seedy fag bar that has occasional tranny nights (I think?). So I'm the designated driver, its 3 in the morning and the moment my friend is done introducing me to her friends she starts rolling around on the dance floor practically fucking her crush at my feet, and I was tired and amused and decided to enjoy the spectacle. After a little while I noticed a short stocky man at my side staring at me very intensely..... He proceeds to break the ice with
"You are very tall, how tall are you".
Now this is not a good way to hit on me, strike one.
He then proceeds to ask me if I'm straight, which I said no. Then he asked me who I was at the bar with, and I said my friend. He kept trying to figure me out and wanted to know who my friend was and I pointed to the two half naked women dry humping on my feet and he said he didn't believe me. I guess it was impossible to believe that I was there with those girls or something...
Then he asks me "why do you let your girlfriend fuck another girl right in front of you" and I patiently explained that the girls at my feet were just my friends.
He stares at me, for a long time, and then says:
"You're way to straight for this bar. You are obviously uncomfortable. You don't belong here. "
I told him everyone was entitled to their opinion and laughed, then my friends got up off the floor and I started talking with them. I turn around and out of nowhere some other TS had started making out with him, I'm not even sure if they even spoke to each other, maybe the creepy eyes worked in his favor...
I thought the whole interaction was hilarious. I've been a member of the queer community for over a decade and have never once been told that I was "too straight" especially not by fags who cruise TS. The whole thing just provided countless laughs, especially amongst my drunken whorish friends.
I guess I'll need to start behaving less straight in the future (though I don't really know if that is possible. )
that's my chuckles for the weekend in SF (other than having a bake sale for a friend in prison, selling donuts for $5 a piece. that was filled with funny moments as well.)
Now I'm in LA, hurray for sunshine.
I showed up and of course the Stud is not a dyke bar at all, its a seedy fag bar that has occasional tranny nights (I think?). So I'm the designated driver, its 3 in the morning and the moment my friend is done introducing me to her friends she starts rolling around on the dance floor practically fucking her crush at my feet, and I was tired and amused and decided to enjoy the spectacle. After a little while I noticed a short stocky man at my side staring at me very intensely..... He proceeds to break the ice with
"You are very tall, how tall are you".
Now this is not a good way to hit on me, strike one.
He then proceeds to ask me if I'm straight, which I said no. Then he asked me who I was at the bar with, and I said my friend. He kept trying to figure me out and wanted to know who my friend was and I pointed to the two half naked women dry humping on my feet and he said he didn't believe me. I guess it was impossible to believe that I was there with those girls or something...
Then he asks me "why do you let your girlfriend fuck another girl right in front of you" and I patiently explained that the girls at my feet were just my friends.
He stares at me, for a long time, and then says:
"You're way to straight for this bar. You are obviously uncomfortable. You don't belong here. "
I told him everyone was entitled to their opinion and laughed, then my friends got up off the floor and I started talking with them. I turn around and out of nowhere some other TS had started making out with him, I'm not even sure if they even spoke to each other, maybe the creepy eyes worked in his favor...
I thought the whole interaction was hilarious. I've been a member of the queer community for over a decade and have never once been told that I was "too straight" especially not by fags who cruise TS. The whole thing just provided countless laughs, especially amongst my drunken whorish friends.
I guess I'll need to start behaving less straight in the future (though I don't really know if that is possible. )
that's my chuckles for the weekend in SF (other than having a bake sale for a friend in prison, selling donuts for $5 a piece. that was filled with funny moments as well.)
Now I'm in LA, hurray for sunshine.