I was recently transferred to another supermarket. I come there and talk, now I will work with you. I meet my boss, a 35-year-old man. All on the fun such, asks how I’m called, spends the kitchen offers me tea, coffee, splashes the workplace, Says that I should go to him in case of anything, help the nephig to sing. Not a boss, but a story. Weekends and holidays are approaching. Well, and the boss is interested in whether I have someone to mark with, say if one, then come to me, let’s go somewhere. After all, he became my friend. A couple of days later he calls me to a cigarette and we talked about the upcoming holidays, about work, about personal life. And then he asks me a pretty standard question...do I have a family, a girlfriend? Well I answered him yes and yes, bla bla, now I don't meet anyone, well I asked him for decency if he is married. And then he replied, “No, I’m gay!” and suddenly! And we are standing like we are in the smoke, he looks at me, and I look at him. Fuck, Blade is probably the most uncomfortable break in my life. Now I’m wondering if he carried me, or if he’s really a good person.