[skylark]

Here's a good one. Guy from summer job asks me out. Ex-military, guy, I might add, and later on I did find out he's a pretty up tight republican (this is important to know as the story goes on). Normally my inter-office romance policy is that it is never a good idea, but meh, summer job with only 1 month to go, somewhat bored with life and the romantic department in general. I said okay. There were worse things in life.

So, after work on Saturday afternoon, we meet in the company parking lot, him wearing a "Navy" t-shirt and me in some cute but casual clothes. He says he heard about this "music festival" at the park and thought it sounded fun. Sounded like a cool first date to me, too. We get there and realize it is a gay pride festival. I'm cool with the whole thing, but I think he was nervous about what to do. We walk into the festival and everything and I start to talk to some of the leftist political booth people. Then we sit down and start to listen to a joan jett cover band. I run into my fabulous and extremely "out" guyfriend from high school and start catching up on our lives. Guyfriend's "friend" tries to give my date a high five when he sees the Navy shirt... and I don't think my date was too happy about being mistaken as a gay miliary man. After a couple songs he suggests that maybe we should grab a coffee, and then on our way out I run into another "out" guyfriend, this time from college.

All in all, true colors were shown. And I got a great 1st date story about a religious conservative who accidentally took a fag hag to a gay pride parade.

The end.