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...how much younger most of the guys at my job are than me. Of course, that doesn't always excuse immaturity, and boy, can they be immature asses at times.
Explanation time.
I was working Wednesday night, and one of my co-workers has a habit of asking questions that I call 'brain breakers'. It's normally impolite and/or meant to instigate ("ie: Do you think X is fat?"), as no matter what you answer, it's twisted into making you feel like you're being rude/wrong. Y'know, kinda in that Hannibal Lector way, minus the cannibalism and slurping. Normally I answer, but walk away when he's gets into obviously word twisting. Normally it makes me a little uncomfortable, but nothing that makes me want to react.
The question of the night on Wednesday?
"Do you think (enter co-worker's name here) is gay?"
From what I gleaned of the conversation before he asked me, he (or someone else) may or may not have asked this co-worker that to his face earlier. In the middle of his shift, when he can't just leave.
WHUT. Really?
It's been a long time since I wanted to punch a co-worker. And since I consider myself a pacifist, that takes a lot to make me want to hit someone.
Instead, all I said was "I think that it doesn't matter, and is none of our business."
Afterwards, what I realized what I SHOULD have said was "I think the question 'do you think X is gay?' has messed with more lives than anyone will ever know, and that you need to pick another topic for your jollies." I tend to think of this stuff after the fact, not during the moment.
While not a member of the LGBT community, this really offended me as a human being; I have both longtime friends and family who are LGBT, and I've heard stories about how trapped that very damn question had made them feel at more than one time in their lives.
Hell, even my straight friends have had problems after someone asking this question to/about them. If they're asked and they say no the 'wrong way', they're lying. If they say yes...
Rumors are so damn easy to start, even after high school.
UGH. Just...UGH.
Explanation time.
I was working Wednesday night, and one of my co-workers has a habit of asking questions that I call 'brain breakers'. It's normally impolite and/or meant to instigate ("ie: Do you think X is fat?"), as no matter what you answer, it's twisted into making you feel like you're being rude/wrong. Y'know, kinda in that Hannibal Lector way, minus the cannibalism and slurping. Normally I answer, but walk away when he's gets into obviously word twisting. Normally it makes me a little uncomfortable, but nothing that makes me want to react.
The question of the night on Wednesday?
"Do you think (enter co-worker's name here) is gay?"
From what I gleaned of the conversation before he asked me, he (or someone else) may or may not have asked this co-worker that to his face earlier. In the middle of his shift, when he can't just leave.
WHUT. Really?
It's been a long time since I wanted to punch a co-worker. And since I consider myself a pacifist, that takes a lot to make me want to hit someone.
Instead, all I said was "I think that it doesn't matter, and is none of our business."
Afterwards, what I realized what I SHOULD have said was "I think the question 'do you think X is gay?' has messed with more lives than anyone will ever know, and that you need to pick another topic for your jollies." I tend to think of this stuff after the fact, not during the moment.
While not a member of the LGBT community, this really offended me as a human being; I have both longtime friends and family who are LGBT, and I've heard stories about how trapped that very damn question had made them feel at more than one time in their lives.
Hell, even my straight friends have had problems after someone asking this question to/about them. If they're asked and they say no the 'wrong way', they're lying. If they say yes...
Rumors are so damn easy to start, even after high school.
UGH. Just...UGH.
