confessional post:

okay, okay. i do it sometimes. i stereotype.

ethan and i were at o'charley's in chattanooga today and we had a great waitress. i had my gay-straight alliance coming out day t-shirt on and i have to say that from the moment i saw our waitress, i was hoping that she wouldn't notice my shirt.

she was a middle-class, older, southern, family values kind of woman.

as she took our drink orders, she leaned over to read my shirt. as she did this, i was thinking to myself, "she doesn't know what she's getting herself into here." she read it out loud and looked at me. i had no idea what to say, so i said, "yeah, we go to sewanee." what a lame remark huh? obviously she was going to be more interested/taken back by the whole "gay-straight alliance" part. i couldn't handle the silence though, so i said the first thing that came to my head.

she fumbled around her apron's collar and pointed to a rainbow pin with a dove. she said, "we come in all ages, shapes, and sizes."

after she left the table, ethan and i about fell on the floor in disbelief. as she took our check, she told us to send the ladies her way because she's been needing a girlfriend.

how nice to have stereotypes overturned. :)