Gaydar

For me it was in 6th grade in phys ed. That was one hell of a week. I had the same teacher for two different classes and got in 3 fights during those two classes in one week and never even got a detention.

In one class a kid kept pulling my chair out from under me so i stood up and started beating the shit out of him. The other kid got in trouble.

The next day in PE class this guysterts saying stuff to me that i had no idea what he was talking about. All i knew was I didnt like what he was saying so i beat the shit out of him too. The teacher ran over and broke it up and asked what happened so i told her what he was saying to me. She had a shocked look on her face like she couldnt believe what the other kid was saying, so i knew whatever he said was messed up. Again I didnt get in any trouble.

I didnt get what he was saying to me intil 2 years later when my best friend walked in on him and another guy in the bathroom at school. The guy that made the comments to ne was trying to shove a stick of butter up his ass so his friend could fuck him.

The third fight, I started beating the shit out of someone for no reason. Somehow I never got in trouble for that one either. The teacher just talked to me for a while to find out why I was suddenly fighting everyone when I was not normally like that. I did apologize to the last one. I felt bad. He didnt do anything to deserve that. I ended up being good friends with him after that. I didnt feel bad about the first two though. Very few people messed with.me after that.

Freshman year in college. I freaked and got the hell out of there. I stupidly told some people and he took a lot of grief about it.

In Seoul, South Korea in the 80s (I was already 30+ years old!) I was strolling along a busy downtown street looking at movie posters. An effeminate homosexual sidled up next to me and said something in Korean. I told him I didn't understand much Korean and he said "Do you understand gay boy?" I said "Yes -- go away!" and walked off.

To clarify, I have no problem with someone being gay. I have gay relatives, gay clients and friends. I draw the line at unwanted advances after i let them know they are barking up the wrong tree

It was when I was in my first year at college,a fine chick hit me up in the ladies room at a Pearl Jam concert. Never looked back.

One time a ugly "girl" hit on me pretty hard in an elevator when I was about 21. I thought to myself damn this ugly bitch is aggressive. i looked down and saw size 13 sandals and i understand what was going on.

^^^^ cool!!!!

I was 12 or 13 years old and my grandparents lived in Florida. I would always go visit during holidays and around Christmas I was at the mall. A kid (boy) around the same age as me walked by and winked and smiled. I didn't even think anything of it until months later I realized why he had done that.

Lesson of CrazyJoe's post: Don't fuck with Crazy.

I've never been propositioned face to face. I've had some gay guys respond to posts I put on craigslist looking for a female companion for the night. They were promptly deleted.

I'm not gay! Not that there's anything wrong with that. :-)

I've never been approached. I guess one of the advantages of being fat. Didn't Seinfeld say gay guys are thin and neat. I'm neither.

I love the fact that virtually any life situation has a matching Seinfeld reference!

^^^ true

The first times I remember were in High School. I was a bit of a loner, probably due to beating the crap out of the school bully in elementary school after he messed with me. People were afraid of me after that. I just kept to myself in High School not looking for any trouble. Well maybe some were afraid after 10 kids ganged up on me in elementary school after school, no weapons involved. 3 or 4 of them ended up in the hospital. The rest escaped before I killed anyone. I was surprised afterwards I had blood on my hands. I didn't realize I was hitting them that hard. It was self defense though.

Anyway I became a loner in High School at first. I had one strange looking guy approach me at a lunch break and ask me strange questions like was I interested in guys or girls. I said girls and he walked away. Later on I had a girl call me up out of the blue. She surprised me because she told me she was a lesbian but wanted to experiment with me. We talked a bit but at the time she was using occasional strong language I wasn't used to hearing a girl say. After a few damn, shit, or whatever she was saying I mentioned I didn't like her tone of voice. She misconstrued it as saying I didn't like her voice and got upset and hung up. Oh well, missed my chance at making out with a bunch of lesbians possibly turning them bi. I just continued talking to a cheerleader who liked to sit next to me in one class.

We had a unique amusement park on a Canadian island when I was a child. Every summer my parents would take us kids on a riverboat ride down the Detroit River to there. On the island besides the amusement rides was a roller skating rink. One summer day, I wasn't skating with my dad but just wandering around on the island. A teenage boy walked up to me and offered me a silver dollar (an anachronism to our younger members). I didn't like being approached by a stranger, I didn't understand the drift of his offer but I ran away. To lopaw and anyone else, same sex, sex is what it is. If it makes you happy, so be it. It's not my place to judge. It's not my bag.
Women are incredible, a joy, a pain, but that's my choice.

The Boblo Boat! To Boblo Island! It's all gone, Vincemicheals, it's all gone.

My freshman year of college, roommate #2, who was a DJ for the college radio station, had one of his fellow DJ's over. He told me I was cute. All I'll say is that was the last time roommate #2 had him over. I probably wouldn't care today, but that was also my religious phase.

Friends are like skittles! They come in many colors and some are fruity!

I have relatives in the area, I remember Boblo Island. My cousins thought very highly of it until they experienced Cedar Point.

When I was 16 my car was out of service for a short time. I was hitch hiking home from my girl friends house and got picked up by some guy. It didn't take long for me to notice that his hand was moving across the seat towards my leg. When I felt it up against my leg I knew I had to get out of there but he kept taking the stop signs in second gear. Knowing the dangers of jumping out of a moving car I decided that I didn't have a choice and at the next stop sign, I open the door and jumped out. He hollarded out "Jesus kid. You can get out" and I yelled back "get away from me you fucking queer". I banged myself up a little but nothing broken. My girl friend's mother drove me home after that until I got my car running again.

When I was 17, I was out drinking beer with 3 other buddies. We needed to piss so we stopped at a public park to use the rest rooms. I got there first and had just started to pea when the big guy comes in and says "You're gonna suck my dick or I am going to beat the shit out of you". I said "I don't think so. My buddies are right behind me". He heard them coming and took off. He is lucky we couldn't find him.

When I was 21 and going to school at Keesler AFB in Biloxi MS, I was out drinking one night and ran into this guy that seemed OK at first. Talked about sports, girls, etc. We went from one bar to the next and wound up at the hotel bar where he was staying. Finally he offers me money to go to his room with him. I just said "I'm not that kind of guy and walked out". Later some one suggested to me that he could have been working for the Air Force to find and weed out homosexuals. I suppose it could be possible. Gays in the military were frowned upon back then.

Once when I was musing to my wife that gay men never seem interested in me (we lived in a renowned gay area in Chicago) she said, "That's because you don't dress well enough". WTF? I should have dumped her then!

Only via a weird online message board thing. Some dude randomly found me on yahoo instant messenger and started up a conversation and then tried to get me to go over to his place. I said "No thanks" about fifty times and he finally got the hint, it was around Christmas and Inhave a feeling the dude was lonely. Otherwise I either A) don't give he vibe or B) am too ugly to bother with it. Likely it's B. Not a big deal either way just nothing I've ever had to worry about.

I was in line somewhere in college. I think I was registering for or changing classes.

Some random guy comes up to me and starts commenting on how he liked the way I dressed and complimenting me and told me he and his friends had a place close to campus and that I should come over afterwards.

I don't remember what I said to him but I remember my girlfriend (who was right behind me in line) starting to laugh out loud. She thought it was hilarious that I was getting hit on in line at campus.

Come to think of it, I think the guy lived close to Santa Clara...

Playing blackjack at a LV casino in my early twenties. Old dude sitting next to me asked me if I wanted to get laid. I sincerely said "sure but there aren't any women around. Dude quickly moved away. Took me awhile to figure out what he was really asking.

I've known gays and lesbians through work. Never had any come onto me. I'm too masculine, they know I only swing straight.