not my scene
That was sooooo not my scene last night. Philanthropy is one thing, and I’m all for a good cause. But I’m not the kind of gay man who fits in at those types of functions. Oh sure, I could have put my plastic face on and walked the walk while talking the talk, but to be honest, my energy was better spent working quietly on my laptop, minding my own business.
The thing that kills me about people with money is that they wear this veneer of “everything is alright”. Well let me tell you, it wasn’t. If it was, there wouldn’t have been that many older men in the bathroom with a cold.
If you don’t know what I mean by that, think about it, and ask me the next time you see me.