AJRMAN
Diaper Boy part deux
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I won't be going to my Sister's house because of the rift between me and my Father. That's sad thing number one. Number two is, David hasn't called me since the night of his party. I haven't called him either, so we are both at fault. Is it possible that he is mad at me? What the hell did I do? It's only been a week and a half, but if two weeks go by without a call, then something is definitely wrong. I would call him, but I'm the one who always calls when we fight. This time I want to see if he calls. If he doesn't, It's going to be weird because he's my only gay friend. Being all alone and gay friendless in Los Angeles will be scary.
Tonight I went to Ralph's to pick up some Turkey TV dinners. I also got some bread, and a pumpkin pie. I bought two dinners to make it seem like I wasn't eating by myself. Ralph's was packed with last minute shoppers. On register 4, was Javier. Of course I got into his line.
I put my items on the little conveyer thingy. When it was my turn he looked up from sliding my items through to give me a smile.
" Where's your diapers?" he said. I instantly froze with shock and turned to the girl next in line and shrugged my shoulders as if saying, " I have no idea what he's talking about"
" What? That wasn't me" I said
" I know, I was making a joke" he said while chuckling. I again turned to the girl next to me, and gave her the look of " See, I told you". Javier saw this and again laughed. I wanted to die. I immediately started to sweat. Javier bagged my food, and said for me to have a nice Thanksgiving. I said thanks with my head hung low, and got the hell out of there. Can my life be anymore humiliating? Once again, I think so.