Oct 17, 2006 19:09
Dear coworker-
I'm sorry I tried to argue/converse with you like you were an Obie. You kinda look and act like one, so I forgot for a minute that you are in fact an inexperienced nineteen, not a post-college twentysomething.
That said, I am not going to let a statement like 'bisexuality is just a stage before people make up their minds' stand without some johnny-on-the-fucking-spot clarification.
I'm not mad at you. I still in fact, like you. I don't think you're a homophobe. (I site statement 'I would go gay from Bruce Campbell and have his children.' from earlier today.) No, who I'm mad at are all the people who didn't challenge you on similar statements previously. I'm not mad at you, but the look of surprise on your face when I challenged you on your statement pisses me the hell off. As does the wounded and harassed attitude when I pushed you to back up your opinion. You expect to be able to make inflammatory statements and then not have to back them up. I can only assume this is because you are used to be the smartest, or scariest, or loudest. I'm not terribly impressed by any of the above. I will not just sit and allow your opinion to stand unchallenged because you think it should.
I know you're nineteen. But grow up.