So I went to Home Depot the other night and this very masculine, Viggo-Mortensen-ish guy came out of the blue and asked if I needed help. I had a hard time describing the shelf bracket I was looking for, so he asked if I could go back home, send him a photo of it to his phone, and he then would call me, letting me know if they had anything like it.
Score, I thought.
After several quickly-answered text messages with the guy, I come to find out that not only he's not gay, he's this big-time Russian playa that has several girlfriends scattered throughout the Upland-Rancho-Pomona area. Eww.
This brought up an intense debate with some friends at work on how some foreign men can be so friendly to other men and be completely oblivious to the unspoken, "American" straight male rules on male-to-male interaction.
I just thought I would share this.
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