You don’t want to get this call

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A little over two years ago I was working on a Sunday morning when I got the call. It was my mother asking me if she knew that my newly ex-boyfriend wrote a piece for the New York Times about how we met speed dating at the LGBT Center in New York City. “Um, what? Do you mean me? I’m busy. What?”
I’m thinking about this because I am staying with my mother’s friend Monica in Chicago. When you read the article you will see why. Even though I was pissed off because he never gave me a heads up, it’s a well written and interesting story, if not sad.
Most of the facts of the story are true, such as him describing me as tall, handsome and Jewish. But I would never use the phrase “Ma! That’s the link!” I was raised on Long Island not in Sherlock Holmes’ study. I think I said, “Ma, uh duh!”
The ex wrote about a joke I told him when we met. I still get a kick out of it every time and I have to give the credit to my friend Douglas. Here goes: What’s the hardest part about rollerblading? Telling your parents that you’re gay.

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