Spinning on that dizzy edge

Dear Bob. I almost wish that we could teleport these people to MY "office" for a day, just to see them swallow their own faces. I work in Boystown, probably a good 20% of the staff is queer, we regularly get shopped by EXTREMELY obvious trannies, and you know what? Everyone is just so damn nice to each other--customers, fellow employees, even the goddamn security guys--that I seriously expect us to break into song some day. It's one of the most tolerant, fun-loving, laid-back places I've ever worked.

Oh, and while we're transporting, let's choose the date, too. (The yearly Pride parade goes RIGHT past my store every summer.)

Anywhoo, next time someone makes a bigoted comment, just mentally whisk them away to my neck of the woods, where they would get verbally bitchslapped in about a millisecond for saying anything like that.