Saturday, September 16, 2006

Work (And Other Things)

Big news: I have a job! Okay, it's not a really cool job, and it doesn't pay so much, but it's work. I am now a desk receptionist in my dorm. My hours are pretty bad (Friday nights till midnight and Saturday afternoons), but it's pretty easy. All I have to do is make sure everyone coming in has their Student ID, answer the phone, and page the RA if someone locks themselves out of their room (which happens quite often, apparently). Mostly I just sit behind the desk and play on the computer, though. That's what I'm doing right now, in fact. Yep, blogging while at work--I should be ashamed of myself, but I'm not ;-)

The job has allowed me to meet more people in the dorm, though. The desk is right next to the first floor's common room, so I get to eavesdrop on a lot of gossip. Turns out that one of the guys on the first floor is openly gay. The strangest thing is that I had seen him before and he in no way set of my "gaydar." I mean, not even slightly. Every time I see him he's with a group of macho straight frat guys. Contrast this with me who, though I wouldn't call myself feminine, do usually hang out with girls or the more offbeat/artsy guys.

Though this guy is intriguing (not to mention attractive), I haven't really spoken to him yet. This pretty much brings out the whole dilemma I talked about in "Disputed Motivation." Obviously I want to meet and talk to him more, but is it because I simply want to connect with someone who is like me, or is it because I want to start a romantic relationship?

Let's see, in other news: "Survivor" premiered Thursday. Man I love that show, but it's one of those guilty pleasure things that you really don't want to admit to people. My dad once applied to get on (after I had annoyed him enough to do it). He didn't make the cut, but his audition tape is a part of family history now (it was quite funny, and involved him kayaking, four-wheeling, and playing a riff on his electric guitar).

I don't care too much for this season's twist, in which they divided the 20 contestants into four teams based on race: African-Americans, Whites, Hispanic-Americans, and Asian-Americans. I feel like it was too much of a publicity stunt, but then again, this is television. I think those people who are raising Cain about it need to prioritize and focus on issues that could actually benefit their respective races.

Oh well, that's my rant for the day. Comment on whichever portion you'd like (or if you're feeling really feisty, all three ;-) Have a good one.


Joe S said...

Hi Jay,

I think you want to connect with someone who is like you. That's what everyone in college wants to do. But... he might be very different from you. Would you hang out with the same group of macho straight frat guys? Or does that slightly unusual trait (for an openly gay man) make him seem more attractive?


Jay said...

Fair point. Had I not known about his sexuality, he wouldn't be the type of guy that I'd want to be friends with (not that I've seen him do anything immoral, but just that he seems very different from me personality-wise).

However, couldn't this be a good thing? I mean, he's a gay guy who obviously has no problems connecting with traditionally masculine men (or at least it doesn't seem he has a problem; I don't know him well, so I could be wrong). I can get along with them, but saying I "connect" might be a bit of a stretch.

Mainly, I'd like to just talk to him about experiences, but that's kind of an awkward thing to say, especially when I'm not a part of his social circle. You can't just go up to someone and say "Want to talk about what it's like being gay?"

kurt_t said...

Jay, point of order. We need a name for the First Floor Gay Guy. I mean, it doesn't have to be his real name, but if you don't come up with something, we're all just going to start calling him the First Floor Gay Guy, which seems awkward.

Also, what if there's more than one gay guy on the first floor? See how confusing that's going to be?

Now, what I'd like to know is what year is this guy in? Is he ahead of you? That always seemed like the big social impediment in college. I don't know if things have changed, but it always seemed hard to make friends with people who weren't in your same class.

Are you allowed to read at your desk? Because you could arrange it so that when this guy walks by, he sees you're sitting there with your nose buried in My Life in High Heels, by Loni Anderson. Then you put it down, roll your eyes and say "I don't know why I read this filth!"

Trashy Hollywood tell-all memoirs, always a great icebreaker!

Jay said...

Okay, I'll call him Tom. I'm not sure what year he's in, but as far as I know he's a freshman (most, if not all, people on the first two floors are--except for the International Students).

LOL at that Loni Anderson bit. I don't know if that's his style, though. Yesterday he and his friends were discussing different types of firearms :/

Joe S said...

Oooooo I'm intrigued now. I think you need to start stalking him (and don't forget to give us feedback) :-)