How’s Your Friend?

by YOUR HEAD FAG IN CHARGE

It’s a Tuesday. I’ve stopped at my grandparents for a quick visit. Anyone who’s met them knows they’re delightful people and not just in the way that all grandparents are. We catch up and have a few laughs before I say I have to head home to make dinner.

“You better get going. You don’t want to keep your friend waiting,” my grandmother says.

She knows the “friend” she’s referring to is my boyfriend. We live together and I’ve been out of the closet since college. She doesn’t mean anything negative by her word choice. My grandparents are completely accepting and are vocal about their feelings toward bigots. Still, there’s something that keeps them referring to my “friend” instead of just saying “boyfriend”.

I’m pretty sure every person who’s dated someone of the same gender has experienced this. Whether it be parents, grandparents or…

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