There was once this fat woman at work who was a self proclaimed lesbian. I once said to her “come on, admit it, you’re a lesbian so you can get more dates.” She got all offended and so I tried to soothe things over by telling her that a lot of guys would probably be attracted to her if she lost weight and wore make up. She became melodramatic and ran out of the building upset.
But guess what. She proved my theory right because at a trade show She hooked up with a drunk GUY and made out and all that. Then she lost tons of weight and started wearing makeup.
Well the guy eventually dumped her and she then quit working at our company. I saw her after a year at a store and she was as fat and makeupless as before. Probably back to fat girlfriends.
I don’t know many lesbians and never had a close friendship with one but I keep remembering a conversation I over heard. It has been a few years ago when I was standing in a line waiting for a ticket office to start selling tickets. The woman standing in line in front of me was using the wait to talk on her cell phone like she was alone in her home.
She was discussing her “decision” to become a lesbian and how she now regretted it now. She talked about how she had been lured into the life style when she was younger but now all of her lesbian lovers had moved on to other people and she had no children, like she might have had if she had married. She was alone.
She was the typical short, fat, plain looking woman that you often see and just know that they are lesbians. I remember feeling very sorry for her.