File this one under “Things I Don’t Expect At 46”.

I was in a business meeting recently when someone referred to my work with the line: “It’s just… gay.”

I felt like I’d been slapped in the face. I suddenly felt like I was a teenager being called faggot in school. I felt angry. I felt like I’d been personally insulted. I felt voiceless and without recourse. I suddenly felt like the outsider. Read the full story