September 21, 2006

Hypothetically Speaking

Let's pretend for a second that you're a moderately cute gay boy attending a large university who's been going through a dry spell lately. All of your friends are straight and they go to sketchy dives, and you've pretty much never had any luck at any of the bars you frequent. And so push comes to shove, you start to look for, for lack of a better term, companionship online. Once even, late at night, after a few Bacardi Razz/Cokes at said dive, you post something on craigslist for a get-together the next day.

What would the protocol be if, on the off chance, the first interested party to email you is one of those straight friends with whom you were just at the bar a few hours earlier? He'd often given off slight gay vibes (or rather, his heterosexuality always seemed too forced) but he dated your best friend when they went to high school together and are still on good terms, and you just chalked up his weird vibes to being awkward when meeting new people and being surrounded by the girls in your social circle. You're sure it's him, because he attached a face pic and used his school email account.

You've always thought he was cute, and he knows you're gay, so should you go for it? Or just never speak of it again? Or ask pretty much everyone in your social circle what the proper response should be? Or should you pull him aside the next time you two go drinking together (which, in all likelihood, will be the next night) and drop the information, pledge your silence but offer an open ear if he needs to talk to you ever? Or should you invite him over, send a slightly out of date, out of focus picture of yourself and have him show up at your place and have an incredibly awkward conversation then and try and blackmail him into being your love slave?

Hypothetically speaking, of course.

It, uh, happened to a friend of mine. A friend of a friend, really. A friend of a friend's cousin. Yeah, that's it. You buy that, right?
Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.