The waiter who served our drinks and French toast at the third bar we went to on Saturday night was obviously in love with the bar back with spectacles. On my way to the bathroom, I found our waiter wiping down glasses, and I said, Hey! Are you gay? He looked a little sheepish and said, Yeah.
I did not wait a beat before saying, Okay, are you in love with that guy with the glasses? He said, Oh...yeah, I kind of am. I said, I could tell! Everybody could tell! He said, Yeah, but he's like totally straight. I said, Don't lose hope! He doesn't look very straight to me! He said, Aw, you're sweet.
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