so this morning on the way to church i stopped at Sonic to get a cranberry tea. damn, but those things are good.

so the girl comes out to bring the food and take my money and says, “Oh, your hair is blue this week.”

“it is,” i nod. this might be a sign that i go to Sonic too much.

“hey, my friend in there *points back to the Sonic building* says she knows you.”

“oh yeah?” i can’t think of a single person i know who works at Sonic, but oh well.

“yeah, she says she knows you from Quest.”

“oh. is that some kind of church thing?” lots of times people either know me from work or church. if it was from the ‘brary i figured she would have said the ‘brary, so i went with church.

her face kinda twitches and she says, “no. it’s a… gay club in Birmingham.”

for fuck’s sake. “oh. then your friend does not know me.”

“so you don’t… go to places like that?”

subtle as a hammer. “no. i’m married actually. to a man. in case your friend was wondering.”

“oh me too!”

“great.”

“hey, i hope you’re not offended.”

“no, i’m not offended.”

“are you sure? are we cool?”

“yes, we are cool.”

“have a good day.”

“you too.”

and God was all, “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YOU SHOULD’VE SEEN YOUR FACE! HAHAHAHAHA. No but for real, you’re a good sport, Jaimie.”

July is getting a big head start, y’all.

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