Fascinating. Flexible. Fun to fool around with!

We finally finished framing the house next door this afternoon and I figured my employment as a carpenter was over. Then, the lead framer looked at me and said, “Hey, Ben. Got a minute?” So I walked over to his truck and he said, “You know, you’re one of the hardest workers on the crew. You’ve learned quickly – and the guys all like you – even if you are queer.” I looked him in the eyes and said, “I’m not fuckin’ queer. I’m a regular guy who likes men and I’m betting my sex life is a Hell of a lot better than yours.” He looked kind of startled – thought for a few seconds, and said, “I’m sorry. I, uh, apologize. Ummm…Anyway, if you’re willing to keep working on the crew, we’ll be starting a new house a couple of blocks over tomorrow, and I’ll raise your pay two dollars an hour so you’ll be making the same as the other guys.” I told him I’d be there at seven tomorrow morning. He’s really not a bad guy – it’s just that I’m probably the only (openly) gay dude he’s ever known.