Forks and Bigotry

So yesterday after work, I went over to my cousins' house for dinner... fish sticks and french fries mmmmhmmmmm...

Anyway, when I sat down to watch a movie, I got poked in my butt with a fork that had been lying on the seat. I called over to my three-year-old cousin, Jake - "Hey Jake, look, a fork was in my butt!" We both laughed hysterically.

A few minutes later, Jake picked up the fork, and charged at me with it, yelling "FORK IN YOUR BUTT!!" My three-year-old cousin tried to fork me. LMAO. Boys will be boys.

Earlier that day, at work, I was assigned to the Young Men's quad. Just behind it is men's shoes. This woman walked up to the quad, where me and Ereika, a twenty-something, were standing, and asked if we could help her find a shoe. We said we didn't work in that dept and referred her to the associate who was. She said, "Nonono - I want YOU because you're young - you know what's trendy, what's on the cutting edge."

I was like oooooook.... Her husband, who she was shopping for, is 53. I'm 18.

She wanted a slip-on shoe for her husband. I really don't like the moccasin look, so I showed her one that was slightly less casual, but definitely not dressy. She wanted something "fresh."

So she looked it over, looked right at me and goes "Look at all this stitching, though.... Don't you think it's a little too gay?"

A few things:

1. There was NOT a lot of stitching on the shoes.
2. In any case, how the FUCK does excessive STITCHING make something look GAY?
3. She went on to say the same thing about various shoes about 3 more times.
4. It almost got to the point where I wanted to say, "Ma'am, I'd love to help you find a nice pair of shoes for your husband, but quite frankly, I think I'm a little TOO GAY to do that."

Sooo... first day back. Eventful, no?