A Close Call

Tonight I went out to a dance with friends. It was alot of fun. Afterwards, a bunch of us all went out for some greasy food. We created a stir to say the least. It was a stir because we went into a truckers joint and because of who we were. I was with gay men, lesbians, and others and they were all dressed in various semi-halloween get-ups (lots of make-up, corsets, leather collars, etc.) One other person and myself went in formal gowns (jewels, long gloves, sashes- the works). The staff at this burger joint were very accommodating and extremely nice. 
I wish the same could be said for the other patrons. As we were checking out a nearby table was quite loudly making guesses as to my gender. I was just going to ignore them and leave but one of my friends wouldn't have it. He went up to the table and asked them if they would like for him to just tell them the answer so they could stop guessing. They hummed and hawwed but said they would like to know. So he gave them a dumbed down version of sex vs. gender. They apologized for being rude.
A second table was being just as loud except they were being very degrading in their comments. My friend approached that table too. He told them that their loud judgements were extremely offensive. They asked him "who the fuck are you?" He responded that he was someone who was "judging the fuck out of you for judging the fuck out of them, but I'm not going to be verbal about it."

I love my friend.

(Thanks Kyle!!!)