THE BOY IN THE HOT PINK SOCKS

He walked into Chipotle wearing hot pink socks (gay) with a print of a female stripper hanging from a stripper pole on ’em (still gay).  He was letting the room HAVE IT with a white puffy vinyl backpack that hung too low on his butt.  He was there with a pre-teen petite girl with coco skin and big pretty honey-colored eyes, and a stringy little Latin boy who barely showed a shade peach fuzz over his upper lip.  These three kids couldn’t be older than 12 or 13.

I could not help but notice the way Miss Petite kept glancing over at Pink Sox.  She constantly bumped into him and she blew butterfly kisses at him with her long lashes.  She had dilated pupils for this kid–meaning she was clearly into him.  He faced her with his back turned to me, so I couldn’t tell if he was responding.  The Latin boy was more interested in the prep of his food–completely oblivious–as most boys his age tend to be.

I’m not the kind of gay that assumes everyone else is gay, just because I was born a certain way, but I couldn’t lay off those hot pink socks.  I HAD to get a photo.  I tried to do it on the sly, but I didn’t like the results.  I made no qualms to tap the kid on the shoulder and be like, “Hey, let me get a photo of your socks.”

Pink Sox stepped away from the counter.  Instead of bringing his knew forward so I could get the shape of the stripper standing, he bent his knee and kicked his heel back, so I got the stripper dangling from that pole like she was holding on for her dear life, which in my opinion made a much better picture.  He snapped his fingers at  Miss Petite and he gave Latin Boy a knowing look after I got my shot.

The Latin boy looked up at me and said, “He just got those socks today.”  Completely oblivious.  I just smiled, but didn’t engage.

The girl looked at me up in down in my tight t-shirt and I could see something register.

They went back to ordering their food and she went back to leaning on Pink Sox with those big beautiful golden eyes brushing over his face.

I take it back; I don’t assume everyone is gay, unless they’re really, REALLY gay.

And I’m sorry, but but Pink Sox was waaayyy gaaayyy.

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Luv,

Me