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Jun. 11th, 2004 07:34 pmSo I was in the locker room after my water aerobics class, getting dressed next to the instructor.
"Have any fun plans this weekend?" she asked me.
"Yes," I said. "Tomorrow we're having people over for a cookout, and then Sunday we're going to gay pride in D.C."
She followed up with: "Are you married?"
Huh.
I, personally, would not choose to respond to "We're going to gay pride" by asking "Are you married." It just wouldn't occur to me. What was she thinking? I can think of three possibilities:
(1) She had such extremely accurate gaydar that she correctly perceived me as bisexual. (I wasn't, for example, wearing my wedding ring.)
(2) She wasn't thinking - she was clueless. Maybe she wasn't listening, or maybe she didn't recognize the phrase "gay pride," or maybe she didn't stop to think about the normal audience at gay pride.
(3) She was in a state of homophobic panic brought on by being nekkid next to a queer person.
What do you think?
[Poll #306787]
Water aerobics, incidentally, is insanely fun. I had no idea that I would enjoy it that much. I came home in a lovely peaceful floaty endorphin haze, which unfortunately has now worn off to be replaced by sore muscles. But still: water aerobics is way fun.
I realized that I automatically expect to be the worst at any physical activity. There was another woman I spoke to in the locker room before class - this was her second time doing water aerobics. She was tall and slender and conventionally pretty, and I automatically assumed that, given that we were both beginners, she would be much better at it than I was. She wasn't. In fact, she had a lot of trouble figuring out how she was supposed to move, and I pretty much did okay.
The same thing happened when I learned to shoot, and when I started doing English Country Dance. I'm good at both of them, and I was fairly good at both - and a quick learner - from the beginning. But in my mental image of myself, I still expect to be hopeless at anything physical. I begin to suspect that I may not be uncoordinated and awkward after all - that my problems with physical activity may just be due to disability-related weakness, and not to any inherent klutziness.
It's a weird feeling.
"Have any fun plans this weekend?" she asked me.
"Yes," I said. "Tomorrow we're having people over for a cookout, and then Sunday we're going to gay pride in D.C."
She followed up with: "Are you married?"
Huh.
I, personally, would not choose to respond to "We're going to gay pride" by asking "Are you married." It just wouldn't occur to me. What was she thinking? I can think of three possibilities:
(1) She had such extremely accurate gaydar that she correctly perceived me as bisexual. (I wasn't, for example, wearing my wedding ring.)
(2) She wasn't thinking - she was clueless. Maybe she wasn't listening, or maybe she didn't recognize the phrase "gay pride," or maybe she didn't stop to think about the normal audience at gay pride.
(3) She was in a state of homophobic panic brought on by being nekkid next to a queer person.
What do you think?
[Poll #306787]
Water aerobics, incidentally, is insanely fun. I had no idea that I would enjoy it that much. I came home in a lovely peaceful floaty endorphin haze, which unfortunately has now worn off to be replaced by sore muscles. But still: water aerobics is way fun.
I realized that I automatically expect to be the worst at any physical activity. There was another woman I spoke to in the locker room before class - this was her second time doing water aerobics. She was tall and slender and conventionally pretty, and I automatically assumed that, given that we were both beginners, she would be much better at it than I was. She wasn't. In fact, she had a lot of trouble figuring out how she was supposed to move, and I pretty much did okay.
The same thing happened when I learned to shoot, and when I started doing English Country Dance. I'm good at both of them, and I was fairly good at both - and a quick learner - from the beginning. But in my mental image of myself, I still expect to be hopeless at anything physical. I begin to suspect that I may not be uncoordinated and awkward after all - that my problems with physical activity may just be due to disability-related weakness, and not to any inherent klutziness.
It's a weird feeling.
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Date: 2004-06-11 06:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-11 07:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-11 07:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-11 07:10 pm (UTC)As for shooting, in some 20 years of teaching people to shoot, females fare better. They come with very few pre-conceptions about what they are supposed to do, and they have no cultural baggage telling them they are supposed to know how, so they listen to instruction.
And most of shooting (exp. with a rifle) is about patience, more than anything else, which is easy to have, when one isn't trying to prove anything.
TK
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Date: 2004-06-11 07:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-11 09:57 pm (UTC)A sort of "none of the above", leaning toward "clueless". Sounds like a couple of standard icebreaker questions. Not that I often use "are you married?" as an icebreaker, but a lot of people seem to. Makes me squirm.
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Date: 2004-06-11 07:24 pm (UTC)Also - she may have no conversational skills, so that was one of the "find more out about the new person" questions she had lined up.
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Date: 2004-06-11 07:30 pm (UTC)-J
Re: None of the Above
Date: 2004-06-11 07:41 pm (UTC)About 2 years ago now I was working in Blockbuster and a woman and I were discussing movies she could watch (happens more than you'd think) I suggested some movie which caused her to ask if a particular actress was gay. I had no idea and this segued the woman to gay marriage. I said I was all for it, everyone deserves to loose half their stuff in a bad divorce. She said she was all for it because then her son wouldn't have an excuse any more and would have to settle down.
NOW! With the legalization's that are soon going to sweep the land like a scythe of justice or at least equality, gays are going to have to be subjected to the same mother complaints and social pressure to pair off that the rest of us get.
SO to get to the point. I think she was trying to pressure you into getting married.
Re: None of the Above
Date: 2004-06-12 03:35 am (UTC)Re: None of the Above
Date: 2004-06-12 03:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-11 07:44 pm (UTC)Spoken: "Are you married?"
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Date: 2004-06-11 09:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-12 07:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-11 07:48 pm (UTC)PS, an update for those who might have been wondering since May 17:
Cambridge City Hall: still standing.
My marriage: unaffected.
Sky: not fallen.
Biblical plagues (locusts, boils, frogs): nothing. Not even cicadas.
Weather fit to smite sinners: None. Note that the tornadoes hit somewhere else. It was really hot this week though.
Level of continuing concern locally; not even a page 27 story in the paper.
(Ronald Reagan: Still dead.)
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Date: 2004-06-12 10:10 pm (UTC)thanks for the update. so many bullets dodged!
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Date: 2004-06-11 08:04 pm (UTC)Hard to tell what she was thinking when she asked the question...
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Date: 2004-06-12 08:43 am (UTC)I think if she'd asked "Aren't you married?" rather than "Are you married?" I'd have gone for [b] or [c] as she would've had some clue of your matrimonial state. Thus it's either [a] or [d], and I don't have enough data to even guess.
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Date: 2004-06-11 08:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-11 08:32 pm (UTC)I'm glad you had fun with aquarobics! I did them when I was pregnant. Oh, how good it felt to float! It was enough to make me believe in the aquatic ape theory.
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Date: 2004-06-11 08:55 pm (UTC)I've always been short and chubby through to fat. The star sports for "physical education" at high school were basketball and volleyball. I played soccer and tennis for fun but always thought I sucked at them. It wasn't until I had a go at archery early last year that I realised that I actually had eye-hand co-ordination. It's a nice feeling when you start up something _expecting_ to suck at it, and you turn out not to.
Whee! Enjoy it.
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Date: 2004-06-12 05:09 am (UTC)-J
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Date: 2004-06-11 08:56 pm (UTC)Seriously, if I heard that someone was going to gay pride with someone, I might ask if they were married, even if I wasn't in MA. People get married even in places where their marriages aren't recognized by the local civil authorities, yet those people are still married.
I wonder if the question would have been clearer if English still differentiated between second person singular and plural:
"WE are [X]ing this weekend."
"Oh, are YOU (plural) married?"
vs.
"Oh, ist thou (singular) married?"
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Date: 2004-06-11 09:28 pm (UTC)If they had such a thing as water country dance, you'd be awesome at it, I bet.
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Date: 2004-06-11 10:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-11 10:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-12 12:00 am (UTC)Re: She responded to your saying "We..."
Date: 2004-06-12 12:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-12 12:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-12 02:21 am (UTC)a) i know about the happiness about not being worst at something-- when i was taking tai chi, i was actually pretty average for the class. it was nice.
b) :P
c) er, i mean, even before the arthritis there was a reason my parents didn't name me grace. ;) go, you!
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Date: 2004-06-12 03:40 am (UTC)I think you should have an "any of the above" and "all of the above" as well as "none of the above."
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Date: 2004-06-12 05:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-12 07:38 am (UTC)In other words, a wrong guess followed by an expression of sympathy and support.
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Date: 2004-06-12 10:10 am (UTC)But in my mental image of myself, I still expect to be hopeless at anything physical. I begin to suspect that I may not be uncoordinated and awkward after all - that my problems with physical activity may just be due to disability-related weakness, and not to any inherent klutziness.
It's a weird feeling.
Yep. Having your internal self-image challenged is always a tricky thing - particularly when the truth is that you're better than you thought. I used to always get a sort of squirmy, "no-you-can't-be-serious" feeling when this happened to me.
Maybe I'm finally growing up, but I'm getting better at accepting that sort of feedback.
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Date: 2004-06-12 05:16 pm (UTC)