Spent the day walking around Asbury Park with my friend Ed and his 2 kids, and once I realized that people probably assumed we were a gay couple my internal monologue became, “Yeah this is my husband! Yeah these are my kids! Who the fuck is YOU!”
Today is the day I realized I’d be a militant gay man, were I a gay man.
Also, shout out to the GORGEOUS barista girl who looked at us like we were the most adorable family unit she’s ever seen, because we were.
Hey dudes, if a woman on the street is wearing headphones and you flag her down but she keeps ignoring you, don’t touch her. I can see you, I don’t want to talk to you, don’t fucking touch me. Don’t touch strangers.