You know how in TV shows, a woman gets pregnant with her partner, and they want to keep it a secret, but then her partner tells a friend, and then that friend is super excited and congratulates the woman, and then the couple gets into a fight?
It hasn’t happened to me yet, but I’ve realized that I’m very definitely that friend.
In this scenario, not only do I congratulate the woman, but I also bring her a cake and balloons. In a public restaurant. And everyone is staring.
Dude: “I’m very masculine, straight-looking and acting. You’re not effeminate are ya? I can kinda tell.”
Me: “Does it matter?”
And then he told me that I was bitchy.