Dec. 24, 2011
I just had a beer at Millenium Park, by the sea wall, in the market area. A gay guy I know came up to me and asked how many beers I was buying. "Just one." I replied. He was with about 12 other guys and I was thinking that he wanted me to buy for the whole group. Though many people here think I am rich and can afford whatever they ask for, I spend money judiciously and I definitely don't contribute to something as useless as a bunch of guys getting drunk together while their families are home with nothing to eat but rice. It happens, all-to frequently. And I use my money for our family, not for pleasing those who want to capitalize on the "rich" guy. I took my beer and walked away, toward the sea. When I walked back a little while later, he said something else and then I heard him say, to the group of guys he was drinking with, "... or else I will tell your wife" and then he let out a chuckle.
I think he had a few more than was good for him. I was a little pissed at his "joke", and was tempted to call him on it. I said nothing and walked away. If I see him by himself on a sober afternoon, I will pull him aside and ask about the substance of his threat.
My wife would tell me that I should not do such things and that I should just let it drop. I might. Probably not, though.
Confrontations are rare here and when one does occur, drinking usually plays a part, as it often does in the United States (and probably the world over). However, I feel much safer here, day or night, than I have ever felt in the places I've lived or frequented in the U.S.
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