Pigeon Holed

I'm a woman electrician. The lawyer at work complained that her air conditioner wasn't cooling. I offered to stop by her house and check her system out. She did have a leak which I fixed and recharged her unit. She offered me something to drink and let me use the bathroom. I saw a picture on her mantle, a woman had her arms around her neck. Another picture in the hall, holding hands in a field.

A week later she came by my office. We small talked for a few minutes and asked me if I wanted to come to her house for a party, a few friends. I went. One of those parties, the one where women get together, drink wine, have fruit and cheese. And pair off and have intimate talks, hold hands, kiss. One of those women, a lawyer friend of hers, touched my face and invited me to be friends with her.

I had to let her know I'm not of that persuasion. I'm an electrician, not gay.