Gay Guys Are A Girl's Best Friend
I once worked at a cube farm across from two openly gay hunks named James and Will. The more outgoing and gregarious James was always surrounded by female co-workers at breaks and lunch, causing irritation and befuddlement among straight male employees who never "got" why women would reject them for a "prissy little faggot".
Well, besides being a delicious bit of eye candy, James was a treasure trove of make-up and fashion advice. The Fat Dress Question didn't faze him at all. If you asked "Does this outfit make me look fat?" and he thought it did, he'd come right and say "Honey, hang a wide load flag on the back of that thing!". If you were having a bad day, he was a friendly shoulder to cry on, and on your great days, deliverer of an enthusiastic "Good job!". Talents sorely lacking in straight guys.
When he showed up in drag on Halloween, we nearly laughed ourselves silly watching the straights fall all over themselves trying to get a date with the buxom blonde in a silver ankle-length sheath and 4-inch stilettos. Nobody had the heart to tell them the "hot thing" that had their testosterone in overdrive was a guy. But it was rather humbling the way he glided around the call center in those "Take me now" heels better than any of us women could have.
Once, while we were off the phones for system maintanence, I came across James leafing through a body-builder magazine. All early-naked men of course. He asked what I thought of this one and then that one, and for 20 minutes or so, we admired (or dissed) page after page of nearly-naked men.
James and Will had once been lovers, but now only shared a house and the ownership of a bar frequented by gay men and straight women. Married women...single women...women in committed relationships with straight men...they all loved the place.
And what's not to love? Plenty of good-looking men to flirt with. No shortage of dancing partners. A girl of any age could have a fun-filled evening surrounded by men, but go home to Hubby or Significant Other with a clear conscience. Because a Night Out With The Girls here truly was a night out with the girls. Women could relax and not worry about getting hit on, or worse, be tempted to fall for a really cute guy's line of BS. Nor would they be tempted to hit on a really cute guy. Every male in the place was gay, so why bother?
Still feeling the glow of a really good time and a few drinks, many of these women went home and gave their spouses or boyfriends an unexpected "treat". Stay-at-home moms sang while wiping little noses and bottoms the next day. A win-win for all.
Sure, few women would pass up diamonds, but gay men are really a girl's best friend!
I've been informed the link to Marilyn Monroe singing "Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend" no longer works. Sorry.
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