My mother got upset with me once because she found out I went to a gay club a while ago. She thought I was doing it because I was experimenting with it and questioning myself. Paraphrasing what she said, the pink shirt and purple shirt I have doesn’t really help my cause. I told her I wasn’t experimenting and I just went because my gay friends go to straight clubs with me, it is only fair I go with them to a gay club. As for the color of my shirts, I couldn’t come up with a coherent response before her eye brows furrowed. Then she went on to question how often I went clubbing (straight or gay), and any number you say to an Asian parent is too high.
Well apparently my mom is not the only one that has a lurking suspicion that I’m gay. While at the club, a gay guy came up to me and just started freaking me from behind. Some may question how I could deduce he was a gay guy without turning around and seeing him. Well for starters… Let’s put it this way. I didn’t need to turn around to FEEL he was a guy freaking me. And I the fact that I could FEEL it from behind, I knew he was… excited by dancing with me?
For the rest of the night I was dancing with my back against the wall.
But after having that happen to me, I am curious now. Not in that way, Not that there is anything wrong with it. But curious if girls feel it when random guys dance up on them? I felt it. Now I know why girls kind of freak out when random guys freak up on them. Maybe that is how the term came to be Freaking? I guess that is why I saw so many girls at the gay club, they feel safe knowing they won’t be accosted there and can dance without worrying.
*Note to guys: Lots of cute girls go to gay clubs. They put their guard down and are more likely to act favorably to your advances. Actually scratch that… Note to Self… I don’t want other guys knowing this!
Now another thing pops up in my head. Now I wonder about the girls that still love freaking with random guys… or even their guy friends. They feel it, and yet they still keep doing it? Don’t they worry when their guy friend is dancing with them and they start to FEEL it? Do they question if the guy friend is really just a “friend” or does he want more? How can they keep dancing when they feel it and not question why? Don’t they ever feel weird knowing what the guy is thinking as he is freaking them? And does their act of allowing the freaking to occur constitute a valid permission that states they are fine with possibly entertaining the perverse thoughts going through the guy’s mind? Or are they just teasing the guys by allowing it and not even entertaining the thought.
At work some of my coworkers ate breakfast together and during a lull in the conversation I asked these questions to everyone. Especially the old lady at work who thinks I’m a horrible father.
I’m going to name this lady for future references. She seems to be a topic to many of my entries. I don’t want to give her real name so I’ll create a fake one for her. And trust me, it is a very complex code that you won’t be able to decifer it… so don’t even try. For future references, I will refer to this old lady as “yggeP,” or “eiggeP” as she signs her emails.
In the middle of my soliloquy I was interrupted.
“What is freaking?” Asked “yggeP.”
“Um… It’s kind of hard to explain in words.”
“Well then show me,” replied a genuinely intrigued “yggeP.”
If she were 1/3 her age, that would be such a great dream… if only the age… and if we were not in the pews of McDonalds.
Judging by who was laughing at the table, I know who in my office is a straight up freak and who is a prude. And amazing enough, it correlates almost totally with gender. If I had to guess R values, I’d say around 0.98… give or take 0.02.
Eagerly looking for help on this one (I wasn’t sure I could talk my way out of this one) I was relieved when one of the guys answered,
“Freaking is how I conceived my last son.”
I’ve never seen a frail and pale old lady turn so red. She did not speak for the rest of the meal. Having a 60+ year old woman ask me to freak her… didn’t boost my self esteem as much as I thought it would. | 
