A Date?

So I was at a holiday party chatting with the guy who did the fabulous decor. He was absolutely freakin’ hilarious and we really hit it off…on a plutonic level. Why? Because his rather feminine demeanor screamed to me that this guy was totally gay. Anyway, we exchanged cards so that we could keep in touch with regards to doing events together and to also kick back, have drinks and the like. In my mind, I hit the jackpot because he was going to be my stereotypical gay guy friend….my shopping buddy….my drinking partner. I was so excited thinking about all of the possibilities of our new friendship. I was…