Last night in a coffee shop

Last night I was supposed to meet a friend in a coffee shop. Half an our passed and I received a message from him saying that he would not be able to come. Wanting to finish transcribing my data, I just shrugged off being stood up and continued with my business.

Minutes later, I found myself transferring from the couch area to the long table because the girl beside me just decided to air-dry her feet. The stench of her sweaty feet was giving me a headache. I really felt sorry for my nose for having to endure that disgusting odor.

At the long table, I immediately noticed a good-looking guy across me. He seemed to work in a corporate setting judging from his attire of a combination of long sleeves and black slacks. As he was intently reading his book, I kept on stealing glances and just appreciating the pleasant face that he has. Even at first glance I already knew he was gay. I have a knack of being right ninety percent of the time thanks to my valid gaydar.

With my earphones placed, I started to continue my transcription. In the duration of typing, I would occasionally pause and play the audio recording. During a time when the recording was paused, I heard guy across the table (GA) inviting a good friend (GF) to come over and accompany him.  When GF arrived, I confirmed they're both gays through eavesdropping in their conversation whenever I was typing. They were talking about Bed and Obar, and of their friends' partners.

A part of their conversation stuck in my head..

GF: Nagkakagusto ka ba doon sa ganoon? sa girlie-girlie.

I was eager to hear their conversation because I wanted to know if the statement that straight-acting gay guys are strictly looking for the same is true.

GA: Hindi.

GF: ah. ako rin. isang beses kasi na kela.... ako, nakaupo ako sa sofa, narinig ko si... kumakanta ng regine velasquez song. nakaka-turn-off. hehehe

Incredible. I've long accepted that gays do have preferences. We are composed of different colors and shades that we choose who we would want to be with. But to look down on other gay men just because they sing Regine, Beyonce, or Mariah songs is, in my opinion, unnecessary. What's wrong with singing along with these divas? Though we gay guys are different, aren't we all still the same? We all like dicks, don't we?

Not really wanting to ruin my night and get angry, I just concentrated listening at the recording and typing what I hear. But during an interval, I caught another part of their conversation.

GA: dahil dun sa friend kong iyon kaya ako nakapasok jan sa Bed at OBar.

GF: ah baka ganoon ka na rin ah [doing the mapilantik hand gesture] haha Di ko alam, di naman kasi kita madalas makasama e.

GA: hehe hindi naman.

Who's he to say that? I just couldn't believe what I was hearing. It seems like there's discrimination even in a diverse community which fights for equality. Such a douche-bag. What surprised me more was they seem to be affluent educated individuals, yet they show narrow-mindedness with people in the same community.

I immediately turned back my attention to my laptop before I get really infuriated with those two. As I gazed through the glass window, I saw my friend, the one I was supposed to meet, walk towards the door. I greeted him as he approached the table before having a seat. He sat across me and beside GA. He greeted me, and then turned to GA and greeted him as well. And to my surprise, they're also friends. Talk about having an awkward small world.