Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Out of those two? I choose...

On the way home from picking up my fabulously repaired purse, I found myself in a taxi with a chatty driver who knew a bit of English. Over the course of the conversation, after he asked if he could come back with me to America (I declined that tempting offer), he asked me if I had children.

"Nope, no children," I said.
"You marry?"
"Nope, not married."
"Oh, you gay?"

Wait, what? Did I understand this guy correctly?

"You gay? You like women?"

Really? Those are my only two choices? Married or gay? Can't a girl just be single in this country? On the other hand, maybe if the gentlemen here thought I liked women, I would get less attention.

Or maybe not.

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