The word gay has evolved over the years. Back in the day it was a word for happy and jovial. Then it became a word to describe a man who is sexually attracted to another man. But recently, it’s also taken on new meaning. The term gay now refers to something that is lame, stupid or effeminate.
For example, a guy may something like “Dude, Steve just got a manicure. How gay is that?… or “You’re wearing a fanny pack? Wow man. That is super Gay.”
In a new original Living with Balls series, I will take a close look at something that may be perceived as “gay” (in the most recent definition) among fellow men and determine if it truly is gay or if it’s a perfectly manly thing to do.
Today’s first topic is bringing a bagged lunch to work.
In these tough economic times, many people are opting to bring a bagged lunch to work, rather than going out for food on a lunch break. It’s a great way to save money. Instead of wasting your hard earned money at a restaurant, you spend a few bucks on some deli meat and pocket the savings. If you go out for lunch everyday, at minimum you are spending 40 bucks a week, where as if you bring a bagged lunch, you are probably spending half that.
Yet, walking into work with a brown paper bag seems so emasculating. Pulling out a turkey sandwich and an apple in front of co-workers in the break room will usually evoke a response such as “Oh nice lunch, Johnny Sacks. Did your mommy pack that for you?” And how can I really respond to that? They have a point. I feel pretty gay bringing lunch but I suck it up because I want to save money.
It gets even worse when you decide to bring leftovers to work because that requires you to bring in some tupperware. Of course, the tupperware will have to be brought back home at the end of the day. Therefore, I must hold on to a dirty piece of tupperware as I say goodbye to everyone and walk out of the building. I usually try to get out of the building as quick as possible before anyone sees me holding this gay piece of plastic.
In my defense, I work in kind of a rough area. I don’t like to venture too far from my office. My options for lunch usually consist of food from the bodega with the bulletproof glass at the counter or Popeye’s Fried Chicken. Ordering a ham sandwich from a guy who probably works for Al-Qaeda or ordering processed fried chicken from the recovering crack addict at Popeye’s are not ideal lunch options. This is part of the reason I opt to bring my lunch to work.
So is bringing lunch to work gay? I’d probably say yes. It is a little gay but I do it anyway. I’m notoriously cheap so I’ll take the occasional jab from a co-worker if it means I have an extra 20 bucks in my pocket every week. I also can only stomach so much fried chicken. If bringing my lunch means I have to sacrifice some of my masculinity, then so be it. I’m comfortable enough with myself to handle it.
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