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I was in my own little world at the gym today, headphones blaring -- but not loud enough not to hear the word "Madonna" from a nearby personal trainer to a client. I immediately knew they were talking about The Kiss. Curious, I turned down the volume on the iPod to listen while continuing to stretch.
The trainer described the kiss, then his voice became malevolent. I heard the word "fag" and flinched.
"It must be a political agenda they're trying to get across, what with all the gays in the news lately, like they're trying to get people acclimated to their lifestyle. Like it's normal or something."
I turned the volume back up as loud as I could stand and made myself busy.
Later, toward the end of my workout, a female client who was not there for the previous discussion also happened to bring up the VMAs, this time to her trainer. I turned the volume back down while continuing to work out.
The homophobic trainer chimed in from across the room, describing the kiss again: "Oh yeah, tongue and all. What if your child had seen that?"
The female client, a middle-aged, overweight, pair-shaped woman sporting lots of black spandex, giggled, "My teenage daughter sees that every day. I'm just sorry I went to bed early!"
Current mood: Impressed
Replies: 1 shoutout
hee hee. people get themselves in such a tizzy over nothing. spandex lady sounds cool.
Posted by tiff @ 08/30/2003 11:46 AM EST