Let’s talk about my favorite subject. Lesbians! There are a couple type of Lesbians, the way I see it. We got femmes, studs (like my Shane), chapsticks (me lol) and dykes/butch. Trust me I use these terms affectionately. I used to be a femme lesbian, never seen without makeup, long blond hair styled up. But dude, once I discovered my real self identity, I fucking love being a chapstick. Though some people like the term lipstick, I find chapstick to be more fitting. I’ve got a shaved head now, but I keep it long on top. Very cyberpunk femme look. However, I only wear sports bras. And makeup? If it’s not a special occasion, you can’t forget that mess. So let’s come down to me at work. I wear the men’s uniform top because the women’s shirt is stupid. It’s got a collar, but it’s a weird half collar thing and if you choose to wear it, you better hope you don’t have to lean over because it will come untucked and everyone’s gonna see your undies. I also have a bad tendency to put off getting ready until the last second and then I don’t have time to do my hair and about half the time I look a bit like a sheep and a chicken had a weird baby. But enough about me. The point I’m getting to is that while I am not a stud, on work days, I’m obviously gay. Like there should be no doubt. Especially not from other lesbians. Now. Having grown up with my ma and her wife, having dated a plethora of women throughout my lifetime, my gaydar for lesbians is ON POINT. It’s very rare that I’m wrong about whether a chick is gay or not. I’m not great with bisexuals, but lesbians? You can’t hide. So let me tell you about this girl. I’m at work and it’s a customer service job. I interact with customers all the time. So this girl rolls up and IMMEDIATELY I’m like, bro this chick is gay af. Usually, if I get someone as a customer who is gay and can tell that I’m gay, it turns into really intense family bonding. So here I am waiting to see if this chick is gonna bring it up. Well, this girl has another girl her age with her (obviously straight, not her girlfriend don’t get excited) and an older male. So me being me, I ask ‘so are you guys family or friends or…’ At which point, the older male jumps in and tells me that the gay chick is his daughter and the other girl is her friend and they decided to come visit our casino because his daughter’s boyfriend is out of town on a business trip. HOLD THE FUCK UP. BOYFRIEND? Get real. Like, bitch you know you gay. Sadly, my face has a tendency to put all my lovely secret inner thoughts on display. And this girl sees me giving her the look of ‘really? you tryna pass for straight right now’ and thats when I realized that her dad is either clueless or just in denial. Well, time goes on and sadly, we never broached the subject. They didn’t ask me any personal questions and I didn’t ask them any either. They left for dinner. Well later this same girl wanders by and sees me. She is a bit sloshed at this point. She rolls up to where I’m standing and says, “I know you know I’m gay. I could tell by your face. My dad is just stubborn and likes to pretend he doesn’t know. But yeah, I’m a lesbian.” I just laughed a bit and responded, “yeah I knew it. I’m also a lesbian. But I don’t judge. If you’re out or not, it’s not my place to intrude.” She smiled and hung out for a bit and told me all about her girlfriend (and seriously they were the cutest fucking couple, I swear) and their cat. She may have been hammered, but I really think she appreciated the chance to share her life with someone. Even a random lesbian. It was a nice night. However it made me think. There’s been a lot of times where I recognized a lesbian, but they were still closeted, one even closeted to herself (and now she’s my baby gay and has her first girlfriend and I’m so proud of her). In my opinion, when I see another person who hasn’t fully come into their self identity, I want to share with them. I talk about how happy I am getting to be myself. Happy not to have to put on a mask to face the world. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not going up to random people and declaring my love for the ladies, but it’s nice to be yourself. And I just wanted to share that with you guys.