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Excuse me, what did you call me?

Started by cadeliara@yahoo.com, January 07, 2012, 09:14:14 PM

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cadeliara@yahoo.com

Brief intro:
31 years old, 4 months HRT, feeling confident but not full time, yada yada yada.

So now that you know my entire life history, let's kick this off.


After the HORRID yesterday I had coming out to my "father in law" (she is my long term partner but we are not married) and it being a definite case of the defication hitting the oscillation I had lunch with a dear friend of mine today. He is someone I not only called my best friend but we also worked together so we were like two peas in a pod for about 3 years. Well that aside, we kind of drifted apart over the last year and a half and just recently picked it back up.

So long story short, we agreed to meet for lunch at this diner we used to go to. I chose this time to come out to him. Before I even got 3 sentences in he stopped me and said. "I think I know what you are about to tell me."
I stopped dead in my tracks. I wasn't a noob at telling people and had already come out to a handful of friends and family but so far NO ONE had me figured out.
Well his guess was, "Are you a crossdresser?"
Close but no cig-ah...

I told him to which he told me that he in fact experimented with cross dressing as a teen and that it was something that when his parents found out ended him up in boarding school and to this day has driven a wedge between his father and him.
Mind you, he is a very man's man from the deep south that has a verifiable track record of triple digit "checks" in his little black book of some very gorgeous ladies if you get my drift.



BUT...

To get the entire point of my story here (and the reason for the thread title):... I don't go off on tangents, do I?....

I went as my male self. I mean my hair is naturally long and curly and I had small stud earings in and long nails but that was about it, Vans, long black pants and a grey sweater...

And then the waiter asked me....

Can I get you a refill on that diet coke Ms....

It took me a second to realize that he was talking to me.

Somewhat flustered I responded, "sure."

I usually wonder if I am clocked when I am fully dressed and such but never in my right mind did I think that I would be viewed as female when I am without any makeup and in full male clothing at BEST looking androgynous.

Definitely a day brightening first...
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Kreuzfidel

Awesome - congrats!  Being read correctly when you are sure you won't is a monumental feeling...
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supremecatoverlord

Meow.



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Felix

Haha, thanks for sharing that. Pretty cool. :D
everybody's house is haunted
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cadeliara@yahoo.com

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stldrmgrl

That is truly awesome, congratulations  :)
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Torn1990

 I really liked this story : ) awesome.
queer, transgender woman, Feminist, & writer. ~
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NikaPlaidypus

That's exceptionally cool!  *fistbump*
Do you know the cow?  He is an insolent bastard!
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JulieC.

Had that happen to me once too....It is Awesome!



"Happiness is not something ready made.  It comes from your own actions" - Dalai Lama
"It always seem impossible until it's done." - Nelson Mandela
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