A few months ago I was working in a hospital during my travels. I had worked there for several months and had gotten to know the staff well enough that they thought I was one of them.
One of the nurses who I seemed to work with more often than not and I started talking. She said that she hated living here in the west that she wanted to go back to the Midwest where there were actual values.
"So," I said. "What exactly do you mean?"
"Well, out here everyone is so liberal that it sickens me. There are the environmental laws, the bleeding hearts over the animals, and then out here you are all so easy on the gays. Welcoming them, treating them like they belonged."
As if that were not bad enough she had to continue. "I am so glad I don't know anyone who is gay, they make me sick."
I did the only thing I could think of doing. I looked at her and said. "Hi, I'm ..... and I am a lesbian."
The respiratory therapist (a woman) standing next to me looked at me and said. "My wife and I have been together for 12 years. How long have you been with your girlfriend?"
Needless to say the look on the nurses face was priceless. She turned pale, and looked at us both, and stuttered.
(This is the best that I can remember the conversation)