My Saturday Night...

So I had a very interesting Saturday night. I got shitfaced and had a great time as usual, but there were some surprises along the way. Firstly, I started out by hitting up this gay bar solo to see if I could meet any Q Ts.

As I headed up to the bar to keep my buzz going, I noticed that there was this older black gentleman sitting right next to me. When I'm drunk, I'm extremely chatty with random people & am actually particularly nice, so smooches to me for that. But anyways I got talking to this older dude & he told me he was from the south blah blah blah. The conversation goes on and I'm still drinkin, and he asks me if I have a boyfriend. I tell him no (of course because I am a diva & haven't met anyone fab enough to be with me yet), and I ask him if he has a boyfriend. He then tells me that he is married, which was a bit surprising to me cause I'm pretty sure South Carolina hasn't passed any legislation in favor of gay marriage, but I kind of just assumed he had maybe gone to another state to get gay married. So I just randomly ask him who he is married too, and it turns out he's married to a woman. I kind of just sat there for a moment thinking, oh maybe his wife knows he's bi? And I ask him and of course he says no, and I'm just like great, you really know the right people to talk to at bars Emoney...

It turns out this man was not only married & frequented gay bars when he was on business trips, but he was also in fact was the father of not 1 but TWO children!! I couldn't believe the shit I was hearing. Now I'm certainly not one to carry on a conversation with someone in his predicament, but I couldn't stop talking to this dude because I was so fucking fascinated by the terrible terrible human being that he was!! So I actually let him buy me a drink (which I probs would have done anyways because I am in no position to turn down a drink in my alcoholic state). He got a phone call at one point and I think I was so drunk that I started laughing and asked him if that was his wife on the phone!! I know I'm terrible!

But In the end I snuck out of that bar when he went to the bathroom but not before he asked me to come back to his hotel room with him!!! The moral of this story is, please all my fellow gays, don't live your life on the DL! That man is ruining lives and seemed as though he had no type of remorse for what he was doing!! No smooches for him!!!!