15 MAR 07
Editors Note: The follow may or may not have happened all or in part last night.
So, I took the FAMILY out last night for a FAMILY dinner to a nice FAMILY restaurant, Marie Callender’s. Great salad bar. Our traditional FAMILY of 4 enters the well appointed lobby and waits next to an eclectic group of 8. There is a traditional mother and father type, a friend or two and a mess of teenagers. Two female teens stand out.
Female teen #1 is your traditional Goth chick. Long dark hair, long dark duster and dark eye makeup.
Female teen #2 is your typical girl next door cheerleader type. They are whispering to each other and giggling. Good for them.
As my 9 year old looks on with the curiosity of, well, a 9 year old, Goth chick plants a deep tongue kiss on cheerleader girl. Eclectic mob reacts not at all. The Chako family stands in stunned silence, thinking our own private thoughts.
My son: Daddy…?
Dr. Chako: Um… what?
Dr. Chako: Good question, son. Let’s ask.
Tap tap on Goth-girl’s shoulder.
Dr. Chako: Excuse me. My son here is curious. Aren’t you two women?
Goth-girl and cheerleader turn to look at each other and are now sharing in the stunned silence.
Dr. Chako: I have an open mind, but I’ve never had the chance to talk to my son about what we have here. Since you two seem quite comfortable, would you care to talk to my kid about alternative relationships?
At that point, we get called to our table, so I guess I’ll never know what their answer was. They sat near us and gave us curious stares while they ate. My son was oblivious. I was not.