Quote from: Felix on January 20, 2012, 04:25:34 AM
I can't really get youtube videos to play lately, but my gosh I get some stupid questions. My favorite one is still when a sex partner asked if my leg hair was real.
"No my dear, It's not really
my leg hair. It's just trimmed pubic hair I stuck to my body with bondo and super glue."

Quote from: Padma on January 20, 2012, 03:11:58 AM
I often get "So, are you going to have it cut off?" to which I invariably reply "No, I'm going to have it turned inside out, and then I'm going to grow potatoes..." 
It's funny, isn't it, how on the one hand, people ask such inappropriately personal questions (because they're curious/fascinated), and on the other hand, we volunteer such personal answers because we sometimes just really want to tell people what's going on.
It amazes me that these people think they have a right to ask these things.
This is my blog post that I send them to:
Why is this one question so important?
I feel it's time to address an important question. it's the one that's on everybody's mind. The one that keeps people up at night as they wonder about the answer.
The Question: Have you had 'The Surgery yet?'
I have been asked this question many times now. Some of my friends and former friends have also been asked this about me.
My answer: No, my appendix is just fine.
Actually I'm very evasive in what I reveal in regards to what they want to know. For one thing, I keep a very tight group of friends who actually know about my Sex Reassignment Surgery status. For another, There are people who have issues with my transition, refuse to even dignify me with the use of my name or correct pronouns. And I'm tired of basically being put on parade. Trust me, I know what is said about me behind my back and the looks I get. And 8 months of it has finally worn down my patience. For a transsexual, it is a very personal issue. After all, most of us absolutely hate being born with the wrong body. We loath the genitals between our legs and so we seek medical help to correct this issue. So when you ask, "have you had SRS?" , That is like someone going up to you and asking "whats in your panties? a penis or a vagina? Can I see?"
So what if I told you straight out? If I said No, then my validity as a woman will still not exist in your eyes. If I said yes, then what? Suddenly everything is alright in the world? Would I win the lottery? Is there a special someone waiting to sweep my off my feet and make wild love to me? Hardly. But one thing is certain, asking someone that one, seemingly harmless question at work can be counted as sexual harassment. And since so many people have a problem with me even existing in their workplace, I've stopped being so open about my life. Let's face it, Knowing what's inside my pants isn't going to end world hunger, fend off an alien invasion or even help you sleep better at night. It's just an answer to the one question that cis-gendered people think they have the right to ask.