Some people and their nerve.

Today I decided to finally fully unveil my new hair do(think a full head of copperhead hair, faux hawk style very cute...well I mean hello it's me). I was also wearing my Khaki cargo shorts, and light blue polo that I love oh-so much. I got on the bus and I sat next to this older lady and her older lady friend. They instantly begin gossiping. 'Is she talking about me? Do I have anything on my face? Am I naked?!?' , I ask myself but no that can't be the reason this lady is talking about me, she doesn't even know me. What she actually needs to do is look in the mirror and fix her face, that make up was so wrong. I've seen Drag queens with bad make up but no no this lady took the cake, and she continued to gossip about me(at this point I had turned my Pop en Espanol off because I was intrigued by what this woman could possibly be saying about me). 'Do you think he's a homosexual?' Older lady's friend ask 'He doesn't look like the type' Older lady says, at which point I so matter of factly gross my legs. I know that gays have stereotypes but most of my attributes do not fall into this category. This lady could kiss ass for all I cared, and then I paused. She had a shirt from Arkansas, and everything became so much clearer. Pfffft...closed minded people. I put my headphones back on and went about my business, and this point the lady gets up from sitting near me to sitting completely away from me. I didn't do anything to her, and she acted like this. Oh well I was having a good day and she wouldn't ruin it. I'm over it now, mostly likely because I hit the old lady in the face... I'm just kidding! Oh yea Homunculus In LA has pictures...I can't wait to go visit!