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It’s been a pretty high stress week at work, nothing I wasn’t able to handle, but I had my share of intense cases to look after and I was kept plenty busy. The specials of the week seemed to be diabetic ketoacidosis, seizures, and heart failure. This weekend off is a welcome break, but it was good to flex my skills and see that I can still perform as well as I did under pressure.

It’s a sad day, as last night was Nicole’s last shift at work.  Everyone joked that we were pretty much the perfect couple, except for the problem with me being gay.  She’s moving out of state and leaving me for another man… which is fine, I mean.. he’s actually straight and can provide more than geek outs at work about Doctor Who and Firefly.   I’ll miss my weird and inappropriate friend, though.

I’ll now be holding auditions with my remaining co-workers for a new stunt-wife.  Don’t ask… third shift workers are just a special breed of weird and fantastic.

Like many gay men, I find that I have some pretty amazingly intelligent and beautiful women in my small circle of friends. I adore these women, and I respect all women, so I would like to offer up some friendly advice.

If you, as a man, approach one of my friends in a courteous way I will happily step aside and wish you well. I will even be your advocate, and if you bow out like a gentleman if she says no I will thank you and buy you a drink.

But, if you come at her aggressively, if you push after she says no, if you demean her, degrade her, touch her without her consent, assault her, or make her uncomfortable in any way… I have a warning for you. I will make you know what it feels like to be on the receiving end of unwanted advances from a man. No matter how vile and repulsive I think you are, I will hit on you in the lewdest manner I can imagine. I will make you feel degraded, and small, and vulnerable, and I will shame you in front of your peers.

I will do everything I possibly can to make you feel as violated as you’ve made her feel, so maybe next time you will show some class and learn a little thing called respect.