Wow guys, I've got a good one. I have mentioned before that I apparently look "gay" and that I have been made aware of that over the course of my life (I'm not).
So I just went to a bar before the USA match, and it's a dive bar, there was a pool "tournament" going on (like 10 people in cut off t shirts), it's in a dusty little corner in South Carolina, but it's the only bar close to me. So one of the bartenders seems to recognize me (I have only been there a handful of times, not in months), he's friendly (bless his heart) and after a minute he comes over and says, "Hey, I remember you, you been in here before?" "Yeah, a while ago," I answer. "Yeah, aren't you the guy that I mistook.... you know... for that faggot that would come in here?"
Wow. Nice. Classy. The first time I had an extended stay at this bar, they did end up asking me (giggling like school girls) if I was gay. I laughed it off and said no, because here you kind of have to put up with that kind of thing. I guess one other time that I was in there this bartender had also mistook me for a different guy, who was gay, who had been in there before.
So I say, amicably, "No, I'm not gay, I think I remember when you mistook me for another gay guy, but I'm not him, lol." I'm hoping that my use of "gay" will discourage him from using the word "faggot," but he comes right back at me with, "Haha yeah I remember now, I mistook you this faggot, I knew you weren't him, but I mistook you for some faggot."
Laughs all around. I tried to laugh it off and kill the conversation because due to blue laws I would have to drive another 15 minutes to be able to have a beer. But seriously. This guy was missing like 3 front teeth and talking to me about faggots. I just wanted to have a beer, not lose my faith in human progress
(of course they already probably figured I was gay since I was wearing my US soccer shirt lol)