sad

Monday night was karaoke night for me and a group of my friends. I didn't sing thought. We hung out at Bogart's and watched people do karaoke and my boyfriend and I were put in charge of finding songs for our friends to sing. After they closed at 1:30 am, a few of us decided that we were hungry so we decided that 3rd Street Diner would be amazing then. I love this place. It's so delicious. The waitresses are really nice and the people that run it remind me of my family. The waitress we had I've seen there before. She took our orders and brought us drinks. While we were eating she randomly came over . "You all know those rowdy guys that were sitting here when you came in?" she said pointing at the booth next to ours. We all answered yes. "There's this kind of gay guy at the bar and they were pouring beer on his head and being mean to him." I was mad. Very mad. I still find it really hard to believe that people can be that mean to someone. Part of me wishes that those guys were still there for I could pour beer on their head and when they get mad and yell at me, I would just say "I'm pouring beer on your head because your different than me, your a man and I'm a woman. How does it feel, huh? Pouring beer on his head just because he's different than you. That's terrible and now you know how it feels." My vision of what would happen goes further than that, but I would probably end in me getting arrested. Unfortunately I can't do anything because it happened before we were there. I wish there weren't people like that in the world.