Near the end of 1997, still in El Salvador, I was going through a severe depression. I had decided that by the beginning of 1998 I would leave to Mexico, finish my first attempt at a career in college, and thus lived the last months in complete alcoholism accompanied by Tommy and whatever people he could find that would tolerate both our behaviors. Tommy found an odd group in Carrie, and Alyson, they were two nerdy girls who wanted to think of themselves as left-wing Salvadorian hippies in spite of being raised on privileged terms and in Carrie’s case with a father who was a renown member of the right-wing political party in El Salvador.
Tommy had developed some sort of hopeless crush on Carrie, and my pessimistic rambling seemed to be working some unexplainable charm on her (I’m guessing she had some serious daddy issues), for the most part I tried to keep off. Even though Carrie and Alyson worked tirelessly to portray liberal women, they’d been brought up conservatively and they weren’t usually allowed to have a car late at night, consequently they got Lexi (and contrary to what you might be thinking this was a male dude) to be the designated driver. Lexi was a very flamboyant homosexual; he was so gay in fact he made the “Fab Five” seem as manly as Mickey Rourke on steroids.
So our routine basically consisted of going out drinking at random bars, Tommy trying to get on Carrie’s good side, Me ignoring Carrie trying to avoid getting in a fight with Tommy, and then basically everyone wanting to go home except for me. See when I got to drinking back then, I had to really get piss drunk and talk about my ex-girlfriend for hours in order to feel like heading back to my mom’s to sleep. Being that Carrie and Alyson were not allowed out too late, and Tommy would lose all interest in drinking once Carrie was dropped off, my only option to keep drinking and keep talking about my ex would be Lexi, I was fine with that, you know gay guys being supposedly good at listening and giving advice, besides I am very defined in my sexual preference and I believe we should all coexist regardless of our preferences, political or religious beliefs, I firmly believed in being PC.
Well anyway, Lexi would question me constantly on whether I would or not act on Carrie’s clear interest in me. I would tell him she wasn’t completely my type, that Tommy had a thing for her and that I was (corny as it may sound) still in love with Jessica (she was the girl who dumped me back then). I thought he was a very understanding individual, I mean how cool can someone be, listen to a drunk till early hours in the morning and all. I thought Lexi, gay or not, is really a good listener and a mellow dude.
After about a month and a half of repeating this routine, we went out only this time Carrie, Alyson and Lexi brought along the “Brain” (she was a very unnoticeable girl, who apparently was very smart but not particularly attractive other than being a female) So Carrie decided to take us to one of her cousin’s drink up, being a place where we would get free drinks, we all went to the beer barrel and began getting quite hammered, Lexi apparently decided to man up and began chuggin beer as well… Carrie was too busy talking to her cousin who she hadn’t seen in many years, Alyson was talking to Tommy, so I stayed with Lexi and the “Brain.” Since Lexi was driving he decided he’d start to look for everyone since he was feeling a bit drunk and didn’t want to risk us all being in an accident, so I was left alone with the brain. She began telling me how she could see me being so under evolved, some hundred years from a primate, so naturally I decided to retaliate.
-You know what the problem with being civilized is…- I said. She just looked at me puzzled and in my beer goggled drunkenness, I grabbed her by the waist and kissed her. I must say she didn’t kiss badly for an intellectual girl… So as we were making out Lexi made it back with Carrie, Tommy and Alyson… that’s when shit hit the fan…
Lexi began yelling and crying hysterically, yet somehow managed to yank the brain forcefully by her arm and pull her away yelling, “How could you? Why him out of all the guys you could make out with?” As Carrie’s, Alyson’s, Tommy’s and every stranger in the drink up including Carrie’s cousin jaws dropped to the ground, Lexi kept saying “You knew I had a thing for him… You knew that…” So In his emotional outburst Lexi had decided to step me out of a closet I never have intended to walk out of. Alyson and Carrie immediately went to speak to both Lexi and the brain. Tommy began to complain of why I had never told him of my nonexistent homosexuality. Of course I told him that if he of all people, thought I was gay he could go to hell as I threw a beer jug flying against a wall making an even bigger scene than Lexi…
To make a long story short we all got in Lexis’s car and of course I would be the last one to get dropped off… I was fairly sober by then. And Lexi was a drama queen so he decided to park a few blocks from my house and have what I can without a doubt tell you is the most awkward conversation I’ve ever partaken in.
-You know the heart knows no reason don’t you? – Said Lexi, still with his eyes somewhat teary. As bad as I felt for the Lexi I couldn’t help but be as blunt as possible.
-Well sorry as I can be for your fucking heart… I’m ONLY aroused by females. – I replied to Lexi. He in turn began crying, that’s when I felt remorse; maybe in someway I felt he was being treated as I’d been treated by Jessica… So I tapped his back and tried to say I’m sorry… when… Out of the blue, he possibly thought I’d changed my mind, was more drunk than I’d given him credit for… Or figured that was his only shot, and laid one on me straight in my mouth… Yep and just as I had opened it to start speaking an apologetic refusal of him. I must now say that I agree with some of my ex’s who have complained of how that three day beard gives them a cheek burn and I can also say a guy sticking their tongue down my throat just REALLY and I do mean REALLY doesn’t do it for me.
So Readers, if you’re liberal and tolerant don’t ever forget to emphasize your turn offs… You will regret not making it more than obvious what lengths you wont go to. I still believe in gay rights just none that imply they can attempt to clean my tonsils with their tongue. Till next week,
Enrique Pinto.