At the risk of sounding incredibly Kathy Griffin-like, I love m' gays! 

I worked a Saturday afternoon shift at GAP this past weekend.  One of my favorite boys came up (out of the blue... he was working in the baby department and I was in the adult section) and just blurted out, "You look really good.  I mean it.  You're all Cosmo these days.  Last year, you just looked like sh** all the time.  I mean that too.  But, good for you-- you're fantastic."  And then he disappeared as fast as he had appeared.

I think I was just standing there, scratching my head wondering if I had just received a compliment or a put-down for about 5 minutes.  Never worked it out.  Oh well-- we'll call it a compliment!  Love ya!  Mean it!