W and I might be vacationing in Provincetown, Mass., in July.
We don’t get a lot of alone time, so this could be just what the Lesbian Doctor of Love ordered. (Think Melissa Etheridge with a stethoscope.)
Initially, we had talked about going to Boston or Salem, Mass., but W texted me today and asked what I thought about P-Town.
I texted back that it is one of my life goals to buy something from the Provincetown Women’s Bookstore.
Cue flashback swirls and trippy music.
The year was 2002. A guy named Bush was president. Later on, this will seem ironic or like heavy handed foreshadowing.
I am participating in a therapy group called “Married to a Man and in Love With a Woman.” I am married to a man. I can’t fathom the woman part even though I fantasize about it.
During one of these therapy sessions, a fellow participant talks about going on vacation in Provincetown with her family. She is surrounded by hand-holding, rainbow flag-waving gay people but unable to tell her conservative family about her girlfriend.
She tells us that the Women’s Bookstore in town offers a 10 percent discount to women-loving women. “You just have to ask for the lesbian discount,” she explains.
The bisexual in the group asks if she would get a 5 percent price reduction.
The moment that I hear about the lesbian discount, I want it. It’s not about saving the 10 percent (even though I’m cheap like that) but about being able to identify as a lesbian.
At the time, it’s something that I can’t even imagine. No one knows I’m a lesbian. Not my husband or my parents or my friends. How could I possibly tell a stranger that I’m one?
The Women’s Bookstore becomes a mythic mountain of sorts. A challenge to train for and to conquer.
More than a decade later, I am ready.
I know that I can confidently ask for the lesbian discount.
Somehow, I suspect that they would give it to me anyway.
Love this post!
Aw shucks. Thanks.
Ptown is lovely this time of year. The climb up the Pilgrim’s monument is worth the sweat. And The Pig has the best open chicken sandwich.
You had me at sandwich. Will have to check it out. Maybe I should do a post asking for P-Town suggestions.
Loved the post! Laughed out loud at the 5percent request line. I appreciate the significance of going back there. It’s the milestones in life we create that are most meaningful. Hope you go up; I heard it’s gorgeous!
True story. I always thought those group therapy sessions would make a great play.
Even if you weren’t a lesbian…if there’s a discount ASK for it, are they going to ask for some sort of proof that you’re a lesbian? lol….unlikely! I’m not a lesbian but if there was a discount to be had if I was one you can bet I’d be a lesbian for a day, a week or whatever for that discount! 😉
I don’t think they require proof of lesbianism. I will be wearing my Doc Marten’s and Melissa Etheridge concert tee just in case.
lol! Sounds almost like a costume…and I have a couple ME teeshirts and I LIKE ’em!
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