In Chicago, 71 gay men — flung mercilessly into the spotlight and pitted against one another in the High Cow Hunger Games — locked arms, banded together, and declared themselves brothers.
Meanwhile, in Houston, two of my straight co-workers just got into a knock-down, drag-out screaming match over a salad.
This whole “Return to the Real World” is a lot more grating than I thought it would be. Fortunately, I’m the only one in the office with keys to the restrooms, so everyone else can either simmer the hell down or invest in Depends. I’ll leave it for them to decide.