A and I decided to meet in glorietta at 7pm last saturday. i just came out from work while she came from the gym and we thought of pigging out in dads afterwards.
A is one the closest clients i had for a project. as unprofessional as it may sound, unexplainably, we were able to transgress our working relationship outside of business.
she is a very interesting woman. she has this weird fascination with lace and loves wearing them on her hair, stitched it on her dress and even make it as a bracelet and accessories. and regardless, how disconnected they were with her pink gym rubber shoes that day, she still chose to wear it. indeed, she is weird. but i like calling her unique. even her work is unique. well, she happens to be the only woman doing her job in the country. and no, she is not dra. fortun.
on our third plate, i called for a tummy break. darn! we weren't even on the dessert part yet. then i wondered,
"A, why haven't you settled down yet?"
oh no, did i just think it out loud? good thing she didn't take it personally.
"actually, i am not sure. i just can't find him, i guess. why did you ask?"
"mmm... just curious."
she is already on her 30s but looks way younger. she is pleasantly unique and good looking, intelligent, witty and funny. she confessed over one of our past dinners that she haven't had any serious relationships nor went back to the dating scene since she broke up with her last boyfriend years back.
"so who are you often with?"
then she started saying guy names. there i figured,
"all gay men i supposed?"
surprised, she asked, "how did you know?"
" well other than the times you keep on answering me with, 'WIT!' as 'NO' and asking me, "bakirt?" for "bakit?" is already a give away but realizing that you are still single and often hang out with gay guys actually made a lot of sense."
* * *
then i remember, a close friend, a self-confess hardcore fag hag.
"im convinced! i want to be a man in my next life."
"why? giving up in finding mr. right?"
"actually, it is the very reason why i want to be reincarnated as a man. i just find it easier for gay men to find a relationship."
"but have you ever thought how long these relationships last?"
"it doesn't matter! it is better to challenge yourself rather than just wait and witness life chances pass you by."
she actually made a point.
* * *
"i enjoy their company after my best friend introduce me to their circle," A explained.
"let me guess, is he your male best friend from college, who you fell in love with before you knew he was gay."
she laughed with embarrassment, "and the worst part of it, was i cried and blamed him for not telling me because i already have too much emotional investment and expectations on him."
we both laughed.
"imagine, when he introduced me to his secret circle in one of their parties. all good looking men that you will never have a hunch they were gay. i was just laughing the entire time. even came to the point that i end up sleeping in between them on a king-size bed that night and realize at the end that it was the safest place in the world. who needs a boyfriend if you have an entire crowd, right?"
"i think, you just don't know anymore."
"uhm. so are you playing fortune teller now? don't know what?"
"hahaha. you just don't know how to handle men anymore. i mean heterosexual men"
from there, i just noticed her turn red.
"perhaps, i just find straight men boring these days and difficult in keeping a good conversation with."
"OR you just can't stop comparing them with your gay friends."
"are you open with the idea of being single your entire life?" i was starting to be straight forward at that point.
"i think so."
"but do you still hope of having a family of your own?"
"A, I am not suggesting you detach yourself with your gay friends because i perfectly understand how you enjoy being with them but i guess, for the hope of you having a family, it will be best for you to prioritize."
"what do you mean?"
"lets say after this dinner, you received a text from that good looking new office mate of yours, inviting you for a coffee and then seconds after, you also receive an invitation from your best friend saying his throwing another house party. who will you say yes?"
another brief silence.
"i guess, i know what you mean. it just feels like im facing this dilemma and the only way out is to always go back to where i feel i am comfortable with."
"well, i guess, that's an innate response."
in the perception of some girls, particularly fag hags, gay guys are the epitome of a perfect man. they believe, most gay guys are smart, intelligent, possess remarkable sense of humor, emotional, thoughtful and most importantly, very sensitive and empathic. and if extremely lucky, they can also be really good looking and at the same time physically fit compare to other heterosexual men.
unfortunately though, they knew, being perfect is next to being impossible--- simply because of preference. while some are just believers. they believe that there is that hope that they can turn a gay guy (they like) straight then eventually end up crying but becoming the best of friends at the end.
i guess, i just find A a catch. a treasure that most men fail or miss to turn as of the moment. she may be unique on her own way but i believe that she can be the best other half for someone who is also looking for a lifetime partner.
funny what A told me before we called it a night. how she would love to be reincarnated as a gay guy too just to find mr. right easier (when i was just about to tell her that story of my close girlfriend).
if she only knew.
hey, did we just confirm a sign here or what? :)