This post is to all my gay brothers and straight homegirls out there. For you straight guys and lesbians , let me fill you in on an occurance that has been fucking up our lives since easy mass travel between North America and Europe became mainsteam. It's a question that haunts our lives, especially if one comes from a school with a big foreign exchange program. It has kept many of us up late at night. For some, it may have put their sex life in a downward sprial. The question the seems to come up when one is going for the kill :
GAY OR EUROPEAN?
Let me set the scene -- time, 1AM. place, some bar in collegetown, USA. situation, bunch of friends out for a night on the town.
Amy is straight (well, except for the one time she had half a bottle of crown, but that does not count). Jason is gay. Here is their conversation.
Amy : This night is going great!
Jason: I know. And everything going on with Claude, this night is going to end better!
Amy: Right? When do you think he'll ask me to go to his dorm?
Jason: Uh - um, you? What are you talking about?
Amy: I said, When ....
and then it hits them both. they look at each other, and then Claude. FUCK. the questions runs through both their minds - who was he flirting with all night? is that little tight shirt, low rise jeans, slicked back hair, flambouyant little BITCH gay or european?
And you know what they say-- there is only ONE way to find out ;)
More on this topic at another time. I will touch upon my gay/european phase in college where I dated an exchange student from Lile, France. And let me tell you, it's not all it's cracked up to be - he was rude, we had to watch movies with sub-titles, and he was obsessed with American fast food, so of course, I gained 7 pounds.
Also, look forward to the post :
LESBIAN OR GYM TEACHER? (Just kidding, take a joke ...)