For years now, every morning for ten minutes, I have taken a coffee break with the same few co-workers.  One of them found out only yesterday that she had been sitting next to a bisexual male (me) for all that time.  

She immediately got up and moved to the other end of the table, and hasn’t spoken to me since.

I think that I am expected to feel bad about this, but I don’t.

It’s not like my orientation is a big secret; she has just always been too busy talking about herself, and raving about immigrants, to learn much about me.  

The coffee is always good, because my wife makes it, and I bring it in a stainless steel vacuum flask.  Yes, I am married, to a woman, and happily monogamous.  But that isn’t good enough for this bigoted bitch; the mere fact that I am even capable of attraction to men is a terrible sin, in her eyes.  

I hope she stays determined not to speak to me.  I won’t miss her. 

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