This actually happened last Friday, but it STILL bugs me, so I figured I’d toss it on the blog and see if the rage goes away.
I was stopped at a Burnaby intersection, in the passenger seat of a co-workers car as we were on our way to a softball game (Northbound on Gilmore at Dawson, near the skytrain station). We’re both 20-somethings driving in his hugely battered piece of shit car. Nothing auspicious about us. I don’t think any other traffic was waiting at the intersection for that particular light.
A gay (male) couple approached the intersection on foot, and were crossing in front of us. How do I know they were gay? They were holding hands as they walked up to the intersection. THEN FOR THE 10 FEET THEY WALKED PAST US THEY LET GO OF EACHOTHERS HANDS!!! It wasn’t a “gotta get something out of my pocket” or “adjust hand position” or “brush off sweaty palms” moment – it was an obvious moment of “let’s not be so overt about the fact that we’re a couple.”
Seriously. I was so angry. They resumed holding hands once they got onto the sidewalk, but GODDAMN. I wanted to suggest that next time they felt they had to “hide” their relationship they go to the other extreme and start making out on the hood of the goddamn car until the light turned green. I’d have been happier that way – and not just because gay porn is hot!
LOVE IS LOVE PEOPLE! FUCK!
Phew. I think I’m done now.