daycare dykey
12 Jan 2009 07:50 pmThe bossperson had actually written "Cim starts!!" on the calendar before I even arrived, apparently, unless she darted downstairs between my interview and her meeting LIKE THE WIND with a ball-point pen. That's flattering I guess.
WHICH brings me to the subj. of lesbianism.
The girl I'm replacing because she's temporarily promoted is also an American. "I noticed you said 'my partner'," she said. "Is that because it's a girl?" She must have seen my mini brainfreeze in my face because she immediately continued, "Because that's why I'm here too!" (They only have five employees, so the current ratio of lesbian to straight is 2:3. As far as we know.)
Her partner, or actually, wife, is a Finn (not a Swedish Finn like Wax), and came in this afternoon as a sub. They're going to watch Mulholland Drive tonight (they discussed their plans in front of me since they know I'm part of the lesbian sisterhood - otherwise, her Lesbianity is a secret at the workplace except for our sympathetic boss). Neither one of them had ever heard of it before. And they both pronounced it wrong. I told them to watch it because there were lesbians, even though in the end they are evil or dead. "And it's one of, um, Naomi Watts's early performances, before she broke out," I offered. In return I received Two Blank Stares.
I offered in confidence, by way of friendly sharing/lesbianage that Wax and I couldn't get married if we wanted to because of the awkwardness that would arise via Homophobic Granny, who would have to be disinvited, or put up with, or cause a minor scuffle by refusing to come. My predecessor was shocked that I am debarred from Homophobic Granny's house. She told me how her wife's family told them not to tell her wife's elderly Finnish grandma (the same age as H.G.) just to be safe, but one Sunday brunch in between discourse on gardening or the races said Granny interjected placidly, "You're a lesbian pair, aren't you? That's great," and then went back to the previous subj.
She wins. :( But on the plus side, her siblings in law can't possibly be as awesome.
WHICH brings me to the subj. of lesbianism.
The girl I'm replacing because she's temporarily promoted is also an American. "I noticed you said 'my partner'," she said. "Is that because it's a girl?" She must have seen my mini brainfreeze in my face because she immediately continued, "Because that's why I'm here too!" (They only have five employees, so the current ratio of lesbian to straight is 2:3. As far as we know.)
Her partner, or actually, wife, is a Finn (not a Swedish Finn like Wax), and came in this afternoon as a sub. They're going to watch Mulholland Drive tonight (they discussed their plans in front of me since they know I'm part of the lesbian sisterhood - otherwise, her Lesbianity is a secret at the workplace except for our sympathetic boss). Neither one of them had ever heard of it before. And they both pronounced it wrong. I told them to watch it because there were lesbians, even though in the end they are evil or dead. "And it's one of, um, Naomi Watts's early performances, before she broke out," I offered. In return I received Two Blank Stares.
I offered in confidence, by way of friendly sharing/lesbianage that Wax and I couldn't get married if we wanted to because of the awkwardness that would arise via Homophobic Granny, who would have to be disinvited, or put up with, or cause a minor scuffle by refusing to come. My predecessor was shocked that I am debarred from Homophobic Granny's house. She told me how her wife's family told them not to tell her wife's elderly Finnish grandma (the same age as H.G.) just to be safe, but one Sunday brunch in between discourse on gardening or the races said Granny interjected placidly, "You're a lesbian pair, aren't you? That's great," and then went back to the previous subj.
She wins. :( But on the plus side, her siblings in law can't possibly be as awesome.