D’oh! How could I have missed that? Good thing there was another member of the Dave clan standing by to pick up the slack. Probably still sated from having recently bathed the lady in champagne, I guess. 
This is were I close my eyes, plug my ears and go “la la la la la la” until it all goes away Davebear lol
You could have a different guy come in and “break up” with him every hour on the hour throughout his shift.
Just a thought. 
Every gay I’ve ever met has held me down and put a garden hose up my ass. I hate the fuckers. Everyone else likes them. What can I do?
I have a beautiful picture of how this could go down:
First, have all the gay dopers go to the appointed Wendy’s that night. They could just go in like normal, maybe order food, and then wait. Amber could walk in with Lola and introduce her to the co-workers. Then, without any flagrant display or anything overboard, just gently take her hand and say, “This is Lola, my girlfriend” and smile cutely at her. As Duckfart starts to realize what that means, he’ll look around the restaurant and suddenly notice (hopefully with a look of dawning horror) that everyone in the place is gay. Everyone can just be holding hands and gazing lovingly into each other’s eyes. I’ll guarantee it makes him freak out just as much as a more shocking display, and this way Amber has done nothing wrong in upper management’s eyes.
What do you think?
Or, you could take it as a hint. Maybe she’d really enjoy it, if you did it. Talk it over, and let me know. I’ll have two bottles delivered to the Wendy’s in time for her next visit, if you decide to try it.
BTW, Faerie Nuff, very cool name! And, welcome to the boards. 
This lady Doper will take you up on that beer if you make it a whiskey sour or sangria. The misunderstanding is completely understandable–it’s not exactly gender specific and does conjure up the image of Homer Simpson.
mmm…
Thanks, Davebear. It’s good to feel welcome.
Actually, knowing you’re a lady, your username now conjures up a whole new image.
Well, we can always use another person with a mind devious enough to come up with a great plan like the one you posted, earlier.
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I think recieved an e-mail on this subject!
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On the OP, I would have to join the “Be Professional” bandwagon. File a formal complaint. Shocking him would be fun, but will only refinforce whatever stereotypes that he has. I would suggest that your goal should be to show him that his attitude has no place in the work area. You won’t change his mind but you can get him to keep his opinions to himself.
::flushes:: I never thought of it that way. Oh, you are so baaaaad. I like you!
Faerie Nuff, that is the funniest damn thing I’ve seen today.
I can picture it as if I was watching TV. Complete with the final overhead shot that tracks into extreme closeup as Duckfart realizes the horrible truth and screams to the heavens, “NOOOOOOOOOO…”
Damn you!! Damn you all to hellllllllll!
Bad? Yeah, that’s what people keep saying.
And, thank you.
*****Update! Update!
Okay, Friday Lola and I went to Wendy’s to meet my friends and to meet Duckfart. After about an hour Matt_Mcl joined our little group and we all caught up on our lives. I had my arms around Lola when out of the corner of my eye I saw Duckfart. I pulled Lola closer, my lips near her ear. I smiled up at duckfart, holding Lola and the bastard just laughed. I could see that he was shocked and realized that he was in deep shit but what pissed me off was that he laughted!
The other development was that I spoke to my GM about the situation. She got angry that I didnt go to her first. She also said that she would speak to him and if he did it again it would get a slap on the wrist. I wasnt satisfied so when Duckfarts old boss called back and agreed with me about my bosses reaction. He and I decided that since he knows our DM better, he would speak to him first and then I would talk to him.
On an unrelated topic Lola left Montreal tonight. I put her on the bus and told her I couldnt possibly wait for her bus to leave, that it was just too hard. I took the metro, fought back the tears, took my bus but once I got to my street my sanity started to desolve. I walked in the door, looked around at my empty apartment and sobbed uncontrolably. I wont see her for atleast 3 1/2 weeks and its killing me. Going to bed alone tonight, without her in my arms, is what I dread most.
Anyway Dopers, I’m sorry for the depression. I’ll update as soon as I have any info…
You forgot to mention the faggy-ass little pose I pulled, holding that French fry like it was a cigarette in a holder
{{{Amber}}}
Oh God Matt that was priceless! I don’t think Duckfart will be around much longer (he’s already in trouble anyway). But, if he remains for some insane reason that smacks of troll-logic, you must go to Wendy’s Peel often, and be faggy with every single fry in your combo.
It was so hard leaving Amber, because I miss her every minute and going to bed is no fun without her. And it kills me to leave her when I know it’s breaking her heart. Only two more months, and we’ll be together permanently, darling. Hang in there sweetheart.