12 Jun
Assumptions
Viola Sharqtipus and I sat side by side at a table in a dive bar. It was a peaceful interlude between the sex we’d had earlier that evening and the sex we were going to have later that night.
A man, some friend of a friend, sat at our table. Never caught his name. He looked from Viola to me, from me to Viola, back and forth. After a think, he asked us, “Are you two sisters?”
No, we both agreed. We were not sisters. Not in the least.
“Because you look a lot alike. A lot alike,” he insisted as we shook our heads. He obviously hadn’t seen us kissing mere moments ago.
…Or had he? If I knew the answer to that one, I would know worlds about this man without ever having to learn his name.
Ha, this one gets me and my best friend/occasional lover all the time. We don’t look that much alike outside of hair color, weight and skin color (features, body shapes… very different), and we do tend to laugh when we get asked. We get asked a lot, too.
My sister and I get the opposite of this. We don’t look alike at all; she’s a short, fragile-looking redhead with blue eyes and I’m a tall, curve-tastic brunette. We tend to hold hands when we’re out places and we get catcalled and asked if we’re lesbians all the time. We have had people come up and congratulate us on our pride. We are honest with people when they ask, but usually don’t correct people who are making assumptions.
I should note here that this was actually also a pretty awesome compliment to get, in addition to being amusing. Viola is stunning.