Luke's Diary: An Unlucky Man in a Zombie Apocalypse. Days 201-400

Day 216: Thursday 30th March 2017 22:02

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Day 216
Thursday 30th March 2017 22:02

I've had a lovely afternoon and evening but that only came after a heated confrontation with Tina.

After going through the usual heater based drama with Auntie Meryl and assuring her that her new, properly working heater would be with her soon, Tina came to see me. As the complaints manager and after yesterday I had an idea of what she was coming to complain to me about. She entered my office, sat down and gave me a disappointed but at the same time, pitying, look. "Look, Tina," I said, "Before you say anything let me say something." "No, it's OK," said Tina with a comforting smile, "TJ told me everything yesterday. Your secret's safe with me. Me and Troy were talking last night. You've got to come out when you feel ready and not feel pressured into it." "Tina," I said, "You've got the wrong end of the stick." "You've got the wrong end of the stick, Luke," said Tina, "Troy's not gay. He might be a bit girly but he's definitely not gay. You said it yourself. You can't proposition straight married men down a dark alley late at night. It's not right." Tina," I said, "I'm telling you, you've got hold of the wrong end of the stick." "I think it's you that wanted to get hold of the fat end of Troy's stick." Lovely mental image there. "I know he's a handsome and good looking man," said Tina, "But he's not gay. He's my husband. Once you're ready to come out I'm sure you'll get yourself a nice boyfriend, but you really need to leave Troy alone. He's not interested in men." "Tina," I bluntly said, "Are you trying to convince me or yourself?" "What do you mean?" she asked. "OK," I said, "Let me ask you this. When was the last time you had sex?" Tina looked embarrassed. "Well that's a personal question," she said. "Sounds like you're embarrassed about something," I said. "No," said Tina with a defensive tone. "Then just answer the question," I said. A moment of silence followed. "Let me guess," I said, "You've never had sex with him have you?" "A marriage isn't all about sex you know!" Tina loudly snapped, "He's just not a very sexual person. Plus he gets a lot of headaches. We love each other. What's sex got to do with anything?! You told me Troy wasn't gay. Are you now saying he is?" There was a pause. I wanted to tell Tina the truth but the look of distress on her face stopped me. "Is this all some stupid game to you? Do you think this is funny?!" she snapped. "No I don't," I said. "This is my marriage we're talking about," said Tina, "Just because your marriage didn't work because you're gay doesn't mean mine won't work out because you're wishing for Troy to be gay." Tina then started getting a bit nasty. "It's pathetic really," she said, "A saggy middle aged gay man throwing himself a young handsome married man. I feel sorry for you." "Hang on a minute," I said, starting to angry, "I'm not middle aged and I'm not bl**dy saggy." "All the signs make sense now," said Tina, "When I came to see you the other day I could tell you were uncomfortable talking to me about Troy. That's why you scrunched your face up." I didn't think it was a good idea to tell Tina that I was scrunching my face up because I'd eaten Benjamin's manky toenail, so I kept my mouth shut. "You threw yourself on top of him," continued Tina, "Pinned him against the bins and tell him he's making you hard and that you need him to sort you out. I feel sorry for you." "That's not what I said," I tried to explain to Tina. "Whatever," she said, "Just stay away from me and my husband. We're happy and we don't need creepy old gay guys like you lusting after something you're never going to get."

Tina stormed out and I was left feeling p*ssed off but also sorry for her. I'm not sure if she thinks Troy really is straight or if she's just trying to convince herself.

I spent the rest of the day on my own. I didn't hear anything from Benjamin and his nasty blackmailing behaviour, no moaning from Trudy, no nagging from Esther and no stupid comments from TJ. I'm still intrigued to know why Dump wanted to see Esther and also who Troy was sucking off behind the bins. Oh well, I'm sure I'll find out one way or another. I'm just glad I've had a quiet and relaxing evening with no stress. I hope it continues. I somehow doubt it will.