I had the privilege of attending an all-day training with FatGirl and, even though we shouldn’t have, we sat at the same table. This meant the training, though beneficial, would be full of catty commentary.
As the presentations continued throughout the day, so did our comments. At one point, one of the presenters mentioned he was known as the ‘Gay Mexican.’ FatGirl looked at me with his eyebrows raised (NOTE: they are always raised – he gets them waxed that way) as if to say, “Hey! That’s my title.” I nodded my head in agreement.
During a break, FatGirl tried to tell me something he thought I said, which I hadn’t. “If you’re going to try and put something in my mouth don’t let it be your words,” I told him. He opened his mouth, as if he was shocked, and said, “I’ll tell you where to put that – in the blog!”
The training continued and someone discussed the word ‘flamboyant.’ Per her interpretation, the word had negative connotations associated with being gay. “I don’t think she really understands the definition. I’m looking it up,” I told FatGirl and Not So Little Man. “Yep, she put the flame in flamboyant. It means ‘tending to attract attention because of exuberance, confidence, and stylishness.’ Looks like you’re not the only flamboyant person in the room,” I told FatGirl.
FatGirl, who can be ‘short’ on patience at times, looked at me and, with all of the attitude he could muster (and his hands on his hips), said, “Don’t make me stand on this chair so I can punch you in the face.”