“So, any boys in your life?”
Two of my coworkers have asked me this question multiple times in the past couple weeks. Last night’s conversation went something like this:
“No…how about for you?”
“What?!” My male coworker looked at me incredulously and jokingly. We laughed for a second.
“Have you dated at all before?”
“Do your parents not let you, or–”
“–No, no, they’re fine.”
“Oh.” Pause. “Well, sometimes being single is more fun.” He said with a grin.
“Haha, yeah.” I tried to focus on the mop I was cleaning, and got out of the room as fast as I could without looking as uncomfortable as I felt.
I don’t know why this kind of conversation always bothers me. Well, I mean, of course I know, but I don’t know why I feel like they shouldn’t be asking these questions. Why do I care? They’re harmless. My coworkers are just trying to know me better. It’s not intended to make me feel different or left out.
But I do understand what I think the problem is. I don’t like that if we are not out, it is assumed that everyone is heterosexual. I don’t like that there’s that default imposed on everyone no matter what. I’m just waiting for the day that everyone has to come out — as LGBT or as straight. I hope that one day we give up the idea that everyone is straight unless otherwise specified. It just creates awkward workplace small talk.