our annual ski trip includes another routine, a game if you will. tld likes to convince restaurant and hotel staff that we are a gay couple. i know, how do you mistake a couple of prima donna, extremely particular, slender, white guys in small rimmed glasses to be gay.

but it appears we may have gotten too good at the act. last year checking in to a hotel, before tld even dropped any hints, the young, female clerk asked “would you like a single king or two double beds”.

this year we were at our friend’s son’s soccer game and were introduced to another kid’s mom. i don’t recall trading a dozen words with her but later she would ask our friend if we were a gay couple.

tld believes this characterization troubles me, and if it did, i’d have some soul searching to do with people jumping to this conclusion even without an act. but on the plus side, i can take comfort knowing that i’m the odds on favorite for being the top in the relationship.