Today I was at work and a friend of mine who is about to be between houses because obviously simultaneously closing on a home your selling and one your buying always gets cattywompus. The following conversation transpired:
Pamela- so basically we have to pay like $3k to rent an apartment for one month because of the pets.
Tracey- what about if you didn't have the pets?
Pamela- well it'd be cheaper but we don't have anyone to take the cat.
Tracey- I might be able to help.
Pamela- Hey Malina didn't you want a cat?
Me- Yes, yes I did. Justin is allergic so I don't know if he would go for it.
Pamela- well Benny is just a gay tomcat
Me-wait, what?
Pamela- he isn't like other cats. My sons always wonder why they didn't get a cool cat. Benny is a gay tomcat. He mostly hangs out outside.
Me- so... Like I have to make sure he doesn't rape other neighborhood male cats? (Mentally thinking of maybe Justin's manliness would be a target for Benny's affection?)
Pamela- well no.
Me: okay... Well let me talk to Justin.
Pamela shows me photos: see look at his gay face. You can just tell he is gay.
Me- .... Yeah let me check with Justin.
Fast forward we talked and Justin is feeling hesitant. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that he'll have a change of heart but I'm not holding my breath.
I did however decide to reach out to my animal loving compadre to get her take. I was presented with the perfect time to broach the subject. She was making statements about all her new friends she is bringing home and I was like "I might get a gay cat!"
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