Today's blog is about something that I encountered today from my infamous Jesus-loving, End-Times-preaching coworkers. Apparently they are bunch of homophobes as well. I'm sure they have a special place reserved for them in heaven. Anyway, here's what happened.
The group (Aida, Bill, Alfred and Diana) were huddled around talking about Juan Gabriel. I walked up and joined the conversation. "Who's Juan Gabriel?" I asked. "Oh," said Aida, "He's a Latino singer. He's like the Elton John of latino musicians. And he's...well, you know.." as she proceeded to make a stereotypical hand gesture.
Then Alfred chimed in with "He's a joto. A fag." Then Diana, the one who sports her "God Answers Prayer" shirt, comes back with "Yeah, what a faggot."
I bit my tongue and didn't say anything. I just nodded and walked away.
Why does this bother me so much, you ask? Well, No. 1, I'm gay myself, although I'm not "out" at work yet obviously. It is insulting to the utmost to have to sit there and listen to your coworkers discriminate against what you yourself are. No. 2, it's the WORKPLACE. It is a form of HARRASSMENT to have to listen to that.
Maybe I'll come into work in drag. Then they'll see just how big of a 'joto' I really am. I might go out and buy a Juan Gabriel CD, too. Fuckers.
End Times and faggots. Praise Jesus.
Thanks for reading...sorry it was short.