I was chatting with a guy at Starbucks on Church after I gave up struggling to get the nerve to edit a short story of mine, an attractive sort of mature twink. Out of nowhere, he came up with an unexpected question.
- Are you Jewish? he asked.
I blinked. In phrasing my answer, I admit that I seized upon a false binary, one that I'd normally know to be false. But then, he took me by surprise.
- No, I'm from Prince Edward Island. Why do you ask? Are you Jewish?
- Oh, no. I work up in the Jewish area--
- On Dufferin?
- Yes. It's just that you've got dark hair, and a goatee, and you're well-spoken.
After a compliment like that, how could I not give him an E-mail address?
- Are you Jewish? he asked.
I blinked. In phrasing my answer, I admit that I seized upon a false binary, one that I'd normally know to be false. But then, he took me by surprise.
- No, I'm from Prince Edward Island. Why do you ask? Are you Jewish?
- Oh, no. I work up in the Jewish area--
- On Dufferin?
- Yes. It's just that you've got dark hair, and a goatee, and you're well-spoken.
After a compliment like that, how could I not give him an E-mail address?