Today I was wearing dark green mens quick silver shorts with pink stitching and an off white cream guys t-shirt. But I also wore flip flops that showed my toe nails painted pink. So I was at the mall and only one person said anything, This skater guy was like, did you paint your nails! Yeah. Dude, why would you do something like that? Cause I wanted to, and I like it. Oh uhhh... cool. I mean really, what could he say? Yeah, my toes are painted, what ya gunna do about it.
So later on that day my wife and I are getting pizza, and we were seated next to these guys acting all macho, talking about a coworker who went to work for the state and he didn't deserve the job cause he's not man enough to do his current job. Blah blah blah... I did my time, when I chopped wood in North Dakota! blah blah blah. So I get up to wash up before eating. Just so happens they got up to leave. So this big 6' 250 lbs guy with a shaved head saw my nails and my stretch flare jeans and nearly had a heart attack. He seemed really angery, like a wild steer taking his all to contain himself. Sucker, seems to have some realy issues with his own security, too freeking bad, he can eat crow pie for all I care.
Maybe I'm just getting confident and comfortable.