“Being bisexual doubles your chances of getting a date on a Saturday night. Anything else is irrelevant.” ~ Woody Allen
A few months ago a friend introduced me to her cousin, who just moved into the Maryland area. She thought that I could be his tour guide of sorts, and show him around the area. I had no problem in showing a newcomer around, so we hung out a few times around and ventured around the Baltimore and D. C. areas. We always had great conversations and it was never a dull moment. He eventually asked if I’d like to go out on a ‘real’ date, besides the platonic hanging out we were doing, I figured it couldn’t hurt. Just another person to add my gaggle.
During our dinner, there were laughs and wine. Nothing out of the ordinary, until he dropped the bomb on me.
“Yesha, have you ever dated a man who dated men as well?”, he asked.
*Insert the sound of crickets chirping*
In speaking with a few of my girlfriends, many of them said their reasoning for not dating a bi-sexual man was because they didn’t want to worry about the ‘competition’ being doubled. They said it was bad enough that they could end up cheating on them with a woman, but adding a man to the equation was something totally different. I guess they feel the extra competition is something they’re not ready to deal with. But what they don’t understand, is that if he’s a cheater, he’ll cheat regardless of his sexuality.
During that dinner, the award for the world’s longest awkward pause would have definitely gone to me. Now, I’m all for people choosing to participate in whatever lifestyle they choose to, I could never see myself dating a man who’s bisexual. Eventually, after the world’s longest awkward pause, I was able to tell him that. Although I appreciated his candor, I just couldn’t get down like that, as open-minded as I like to consider myself, I guess I’m just not “that” open.
Clutchettes, could you see yourself a bisexual man?