In Which Eavesdropping Is Once Again Its Own Punishment
I was enjoying a delicious and nutritious late brunch at Village Inn this morning (I know, I was totally slumming) when I happened to catch part of the conversation going on in the booth behind me:
Man: “Say John is dating Jimmy. Jimmy stays at home, and he wants to get free insurance on the government’s dime. This means Jimmy can be under John’s insurance.”Woman: “If John’s a city employee.”
Man: “Yeah, if he’s a city employee. It’s special treatment for special classes, is what it is.”
I love how a presumably married, presumably heterosexual couple can pronounce themselves so smugly on the subject of gay relationships and the “special” status gays demand. If we want to talk about “special treatment for special classes,” why don’t we discuss the special treatment heterosexual married couples get?
I was about to ask to be reseated when they got up and left. Maybe they sensed the simmering rage radiating from my table.
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February 10th, 2008 at 7:42 pm
well, that *is* what you get for slumming at village inn… ;-)
February 10th, 2008 at 11:36 pm
That’s what I get for mingling with the hoi polloi: I have to suffer hearing their opinions. And their food. :D
And neither of the cute waiters was there, so there really was no upside to this visit.