Contemplating

I opened the door to the bathroom in a Nashville barbecue joint and there was a tall, older man nearly standing in the doorway. He was bald and had a barrel chest.

As I walked around him, he said, don't mind me, I'm just contemplating. Ok, I said. I began to wash my hands, which was the reason I was in the bathroom.

I wonder why guys who go on dates have to look more feminine than the woman they are with, he said. I don't have anything against gay people. My daugther is gay. But I just don't understand. Do they really need to wear that much make up?

I went into full analyst mode and said, first, I don't know the answer to the question. Second, you probably should not be thinking about that in the men's restroom. And third, you definitely should not be asking other people this question in a men's restroom.

Jeffrey L Cohen

Jeffrey L Cohen