Thursday May 24, 2018, 11 am, my hotel room, Independence, OH
I’m sitting at my laptop in my hotel room while Gracie, the house keeper with whom I’ve conspired to deputize as ‘my’ housekeeper, begins to spray the shower floor. She asks:
Gracie: So, you married?
Me: No ma’am.
Me: Definitely not.
Gracie: Any kids?
Me: No, I wasn’t called to parenthood.
I thought her next question was going to be, “are you a lesbian?” a reference to the movie Four Weddings and a Funeral.
Me: I’m gay, single, and, hope to be married one day…but, right now, it’s about work.
She is suddenly quiet and pauses her work on the shower floor.
Gracie: I don’t have a problem with that. I tried it once…with a woman, I mean. Augh. She was too possessive! I went back to men.