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Wednesday, May 11, 2005
A Wedding Invitation
One of my work associates is getting married in about 7 weeks' time. We have become relatively close in the past 3 years. I thought it was weird that I haven't received any wedding invitations.
Yesterday, while we were trading stories on what we did over the weekend, she announces almost abruptly: "If I invite you to my wedding, would you be taking a date?"
"Huh?" Come again? "Are you inviting me?" I ask.
She hesitates. "Uhhh...I have some concerns. My husband-to-be might not be okay with it if you...uhhh..."
"...if I was to bring a guy along?" I had to fill in the blanks.
Trying her best to be a diplomat, she nods.
"Well, you're a step ahead of me. I hadn't planned on bringing anyone."
A moment of awkwardness presented itself.
I don't want to attend the wedding celebrations anymore, not with her restriction. Am I being a tad sensitive about this?
"You're my boy. I want you to be there," she tells me.
Putting me on the spot, I couldn't refuse her. Weakly, I say: ''sure, I'll be there."
*****
I am out at work. It's not a big secret, but I don't splash it in front of others either. When asked, I will not deny. And while I may not be a walking symbol of masculinity, this cute metrosexual sporting a flashy purple and pink striped tie is far from a flaming queen.
There's more to me than being a gay man. If that is all you see, I feel sorry for you.
I understand that girls want their weddings to be perfect, but why should my work associate find possible embarrassment posed by my sexual orientation? I'm not a second class citizen. Rather than dread attending the stupid wedding, I'll let a few days pass before I tell her that I am declining her invitation.
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