A Day for Learning

Yay, more conversation today with good looking homosexual male! Again, I implore, Why God, Why?! Ah well. He showed me how to use the cash register and talked a bit about his apartment at Johnson and Wales U. where he's training to be a chef. While he was teaching me the wonders of technology, Nolan was pointing out a couple of ladies, one of whom had a wet skirt. He called them lesbians and said, "I wonder what they were doing to get that skirt wet." I definitely felt sort of uncomfortable about those comments for several reasons - 1) There's absolutely no proof that they are actually lesbians, I go shopping with my best friend all the time and no one assumes we're lovers, 2) I don't think any sexual action can get a skirt That wet in That way, only sitting in a puddle of something or peeing in your pants can do that and 3) I don't think Nolan realizes that the guy standing right next to me is gay, because he really doesn't seem it on first glance, so being so, how do you know that lesbianic looking women aren't just very friendly straight women? I was a bit disappointed in him about that, but eh, he's a nice enough person otherwise. And he basically confirmed for me that in high school, we were in totally opposite crowds.
O another thing I learned today - how to use a mop. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have never used a mop before this evening. It's true, I'm sorry. I told them, "My family does it the traditional Chinese way, we get down on our knees and scrub." Wahaha. I don't know which is better though, on one hand, my heels and back can hurt, on the other, my knees and back can hurt. I guess it's just whatever one prefers.