Wednesday, September 17, 2025

An evening out drinking with the (gay) (Brazilian) (STEM) (post-doc).

A few months ago in the one college town that I now live in, I went by the local brewery on a Sunday night to do some computer-work with scholarly articles that I needed to locate and request, and I ended up running into the one (gay) (Brazilian) (STEM) (post-doc) who I know from around town.

And, he suggested that we go get food afterwards, when the brewery closed at nine.

(That's a very [Brazilian] thing, to always go eat after you're drinking a bit; they're not so much into binge-drinking, and that's a cultural way that they pace themselves and socialize while having a night out, without getting blasted.)

Anyhow, after that, I took him around to like three or four more bars downtown, and at some point when I was encouraging him to go to another one, he turned to me and was like, "You have no limits."

I also made sure to take him to a local veterans association club where they have cheap drinks at the clubhouse bar, and it doesn't seem like it's open to the public but it is, since they have to be open to the public if they choose to have electronic slots on the premises.

"You have to visit here while you're studying in the U.S.," I was like, and the (older) (female) bartender even took him around and showed him the photos of past organization presidents of the club and the women's auxiliary -- "Women are soliders, too," she was like, "But we also have a women's auxiliary" -- and also this mosaic with a hotel's name in the front entryway, since the building used to be a hotel like a century ago.

"That's nice," he was like.

"Yes," I was like, "Until you have to go to the storerooms upstairs and you see ghosts."

Then, as we sat at the bar and were finishing our drinks, suddenly he started to notice all of the gun-themed stuff hanging all around the bar, and his eyes just got big and he leaned in towards me and was like, "What is that?!", and then after he digested it for a few seconds more, he was like, "I don't feel very supported and affirmed here."

He then fixated on one joke sign listing reasons why guns are better than women -- it made jokes like how guns work as they're supposed to all the time, but women are out of commission once a month -- and after he read a few of those jokes, he was just like, "That's so weird," and, "Let's go."

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