So I had one of those moments today…the moments where I am fairly certain I am going to hell. I was watching Before They Were Stars (aka Maurice) perform and happened to notice a very…..odd couple. One woman was, like, Olive Oyle skinny and rather short-very bookish and mousy looking. Her girlfriend was tall-ish and quite a bit larger….really pretty large….like very fluffy. They were, quite possibly, the strangest couple I have ever seen. So, I’m sitting there trying desperately not to stare and failing miserably, and a thought pops into my head. They are going to see me staring, and they are going to assume I am staring at them because they are a lesbian couple. Then I thought, what if they confronted me about staring at them and were all offended because they thought I was all “lesbians are bad” are something. What could I say that wouldn’t make things worse?? “Oh no, I wasn’t staring at you because you’re lesbians! I was staring because one of you is super skinny and the other is super not-skinny! I’ve never seen such a bizarre couple before! Totally not judging you folks….well, not your sexual preference anyway….admittedly, I am judging you, but totally not ’cause you’re lesbians!” Somehow, I don’t think that would be very helpful. I’m pretty sure I’m not a very good person.