It wasn’t the first time I was outed, but it was the first time I was outed by somebody I didn’t know. Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m out. I’m comfortable with my sexuality. What was weird for me was that I had never told these people that I’m gay. He said it so matter of fact too. He was on my side of a debate during class and after I had done a really great job arguing (even though I didn’t agree with anything I was saying) he turned to me and said, “Wow, I would hate to be your girlfriend, I bet she never wins a fight with you.” I didn’t know what to say back. I almost said “I don’t have a girl” but it struck me as I was about to open my mouth that I had never told this guy I was a lesbian. Then another girl in our group said, “You should do our closing statements. Like Jack said, he would hate to be your girlfriend. You’re good.” I just stayed quiet again. What an odd feeling to have someone look at you and know what you are. The weird part is, I kind of liked the fact that they just knew. It was rude of them to just say it, and were I closeted I’d probably be a mess right now, but I was glad that people knew that about me.