Me and Lesbians...

I went to a lesbian BBQ over Memorial Day Weekend. One of the 15 events I had to make an appearance at. I also went to a bridal shower.

I am not a girly girl by any stretch of the imagination. You’d think I’d fit in with the softball playing lesbo’s much better than I would with all the girls at the shower.

That is not the case.

I’ve very chameleon like, socially changing my colors to fit in wherever I must. I can talk weddings, babies, cars, softball, current events, music…you name it.

For some reason though, lesbians always get the best of me. I never know how to approach them. I suddenly feel as if I’m transparent. That I have nothing interesting to say to them. And they rarely seem all that intrigued by me.

Maybe it’s just low self esteem? Maybe lesbians are all assholes? I like to think it’s actually because I’m so fucking cool, they have no idea what to say to me.

I think I better just stick to showers.