Last night I did something I haven't done before. I went out to Revenge with my Ex and a guy he used to date a couple of weeks ago (but not any more). So I went to my Ex's flat and met him and this guy, who turned out to be a bit familiar. I hadn't met him before, but this skinny Asian twink with straightened and styled hair seemed awfully familiar. The one he resembled was me!
Now, I know people have their 'types' that they fall for, but I had never experienced it so blatantly before. Personally I don't think I have a specific type, thinking back of all the men I've dated (shock horror thoughts) they have all been different. Anyway, the situation was a bit strange to say the least, as this younger and taller version of me had been getting it on with my Ex a couple of weeks ago. What I'm wondering is, if you have a specific type, and part of this type's characteristics it youth, what happens when you get older? If someone falls for me and I'm just a particular 'type' will he then replace me when I'm approaching thirty?
In the end I had a really good time anyway, but whilst on the dance-floor, with my Ex and his Ex-Gaysian Twink Number 2, a guy that I dated a couple of months back appeared. Why is Brighton so fucking small and incestuous!? I feel like I should draw up a chart like Alice in The L Word. In the end that guy's presence (the one that I had dated that is - this is getting confusing) didn't pose a big problem; he was very diplomatic and just came and had a quick chat and then went back to his friends (as I requested).
A thing that did disturb me though was this 40-something man who whispered something in my ear, and as I couldn't hear him over the loud and horrible music they play in that club I asked him to repeat himself. 'I said' he continued 'I am going to put my knob in your mouth!' Note how it was a statement, not a question. Appalled and a bit scared I walked backwards, slowly, and seeked protection from a random Jamaican girl I met outside whilst smoking. I don't think I've ever had anyone say something so blunt and horrible before, and I know I sound like a broken record, but, what happened to romance!?
Sunday, 19 April 2009
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2 comments:
cheers, you just reminded me why I don't live in Brighton anymore!
I was in Revenge on Saturday too. I wonder if I saw you, how intriguing...
Re. the 'types' thing, I think for anyone with any sense their type broadens as they get older to include people of an increasing age. I know mine has. Although there will always be the few unrealistic people who think they can still pull a 19-year old when they're 50.
Brighton can seem a bit small, but really I think it's more that only a certain percentage of gay people actually go out on the gay scene. I know loads that never do, possibly because 40-year old aggressive knob men have put them off.
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