I also wanna say this in refernce to the comment about locker rooms and being in there with us 'mos.
From the second i walk into the gym and into the locker room i look straight ahead, with a mean ass look on my face too, and go right to a locker. I dont look at any one, i dont check anyone out… in fact, its like what they say about a cobra, its more scared of you then you are of it!
I HATE being in the locker room. Absolutely HATE it. Im ALWAYS figuratively looking over my shoulder because i am worried some ignorant fool is going to think i was checking them out and just attack me (not that i cant handle myself in that situation but still).
I go in put my stuff up, maybe change to swim after i lift, maybe shower… who knows but im more concerned about whether i am walking too much like Syndey Bristow then i am about who’s in the locker room flexing in front of the mirrors. Im CONSTANTLY hoping that my tattoos and scowl and comic book character ripped up t-shirt is enough to detract from the fact that i am queer.
And the funny thing is, unless I talk, theres no was in hell you’d be able to tell i was a big f@g. And i dont talk at the gym… unless it is 100% necessary! Thats not what i am there for.
I had my face blasted in when i was 13 for being gay… that was when i decided that wasnt ever going to happen to me again. So naturally i learned how to handle myself but whatever.
I get it that gay guys check out straight guys all the time… kinda like how u married guys check out other chicks, you know u cant have em (or shouldnt) but u still admire them. Maybe i am different. Im at the gym and i am there for a reason, screw the rest of you and how u look.
Sure i may notice a particular guy and how well he’s built, but admit it str8s you do to. I certainly notice tattoos and how well, or not well, they are done on both men and woman. I may be the exception to the rule of gay guys, but who cares… im still one of them.
At least from MY point of view i assume ALL men are str8 at the gym. I am not gonna risk getting my face blasted in again because someone ELSE is assuming something about me.
I can speak only for myself when i say that a lot of what gay men do annoys me. the little girly boys in their Abercrombie and their emo hair cuts with limp wrists prancing about in MAC make up and things… sure i just wanna shake them, REAL HARD, and say “Thank you… thank you for setting us homo’s back 50 years”. But they are who they are, and they deserve to be that i guess…
::steps down off of his soap box and quietly, with a not so mean ass look on his face, sits back at his desk::