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Started by caliyr, May 24, 2012, 12:28:40 PM

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caliyr

"When you slip and fall into the cesspit, you swear and stuff, but later, you tell your friends laughing."

So i searched the forums and haven't found such a topic. I thought we could tell each other awkward or funny stories that happened to us, probably related to our transition, coming out, you know.

At the very moment I can think of one:

I was in hospital, in my city, psychiatry for 6 days to make it easier for my doc to do the tests (I saw her like twice... nvm)
I was in the women's ward, since I was officially female -name change in progress now- and I was in with 2 nice girls, one of them tried to commit suicide, took painkillers and drank alcohol, other one had some panic attacks, and in the evening around 9pm, a male nurse comes in. By that time, I already knew most of the nurses, they knew I was transsexual and treated me nice, never called me my official name.
So this new bloke comes in, mean-faced man in his 40s.
We told him we are not to be given pills, but he insisted on checking our folders, which is again completely fine. He sat down. He called my name -or wanted, actually, because my official name was Lilla, and he said Julianna, which I am totally unable to understand, how can one misread Lilla for Julianna...?- and I laughed and said no, its not my name.
He called me young lady, I made myself clear that I am not a lady. He went 'you are until you are in a women's ward'

Then he found out I really am not to be given medications and said something like "nice lady", then I got angry.
And what I said then, well, I find it hilarous. I said "I am neither a lady, nor nice, okay?"
That face, he made, oh! The two girls nearly fell off their beds, they laughed really hard, then the nurse snorted something like "I could say something now, but I better not' and went out :D

Awkward and funny moment.

Now lemme hear a few of yours?
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peky

So, I am in one of those old building in my company campus with another gal (Rose) who knows about me. Now in that building the ladies room cannot be locked, and inside there is a potty and a sink with no cubicle. So, I ask Rose to stand "guard" while I pee. As I am peeing I hear another female coworker (Emily) who does not know about me, discussing about a gitzmo we are working, and they are arguing about. Suddenly, and to my dismay, I heard Rose say to Emily "well, Peky will know," and they both barge in the restroom, and Rose esplain the argument

I am sitting there with my panties at my ankles, and my hand sort of between my legs looking at this pair of deranging woman, SO awkward silence... So, I gesture them with my hand to live.

After they closed the door I just burst laughing... :laugh:
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Carbon

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So this new bloke comes in, mean-faced man in his 40s.

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You are lucky you weren't there very long. Imagine being a "crazy" person (so no one takes what you think seriously) and someone like that having day in, day out control of your life, including the ability to force you to take drugs or forcibly restrain/beat you up.
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caliyr

#3
Peky, that made me laugh hard :D I imagine stuff very well

Carbon, yeah, I'm glad it was just 6 days, and actually there was a 3-day off after the 4th day so it was 4+2 days (next week), so it was quite bearable.

Tho it was terrible, it was like 40°C inside there (January!) and when I opened the window the woman whose bed was the furthers from the window, covered in 2 blankets and dressed up like eskimo got up and sweared then closed it. Also, it was freaking annoying that everyone fell asleep around 7-8pm so I had to do my stuff really quiet, and I was always blamed for not letting them sleep, when they took fcking sleep pills so they were like dead, snorting so loud I slept like 4-5 hours daily.
Around 6am, a nurse slammed the door out, shouting in "blood pressure examination" and even I had to go out even tho I wasnt given any medication.

And then there were the daily... group thingies, on first day, we were given tools and paper, we had to draw how we feel and how we wanted to feel... lol. Everyone drew life-metaphores, like ship in a stormy sea or a whitered tree that just started to bloom, etc. Guess what I've drawn? A dragon and my cat coz I missed him XD
Another day, we had to play some musical instruments to play how we feel, and there was another when we meditated, and the woman who said stuff like "my breathing slows down", well.. I opened my eyes for a sec and I noticed she was reading it.................. oh god why.

Oh, and the hospital was hell creepy, in the second night I went exploring in the undeground floor :D:D
I made two videos too, added the music of a game called Penumbra (the game totally looks like this underground floor of the hospital, its a horror survival game where you are to hide and run from monsters and stay alive. Thinking back, I dont have a single idea how did I not sh!t myself there XD)

www.youtube.com/watch? v=ezPgY4sPwsU&
www.youtube.com/watch? v=yHqvg2gki-4&
(without the space coz it kept taking up so much space on the page)
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Lee

I posted this somewhere else a while ago, but it definitely belongs here too...

I was in the shower (which is right next to a skinny stand holding a bamboo plant) about to shave when I realized my razor blade was dull, so I hopped out and went to grab a new one.  Somehow during this process I managed to hook my foot around the stand and ended up flat on the floor with the pot of bamboo shattered across the bathtub.  It ended with my worried mother running through the door and me standing there in nothing but my packer and a face full of shaving cream with a huge mess behind me.  After an awkward moment she quickly shut the door and went to go get me some stuff to clean up with.  So yeah, go me.

Bonus awkwardness: I'm not out to my mom.
Oh I'm a lucky man to count on both hands the ones I love

A blah blog
http://www.susans.org/forums/index.php/board,365.0.html
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caliyr

Quote from: Lee on May 25, 2012, 02:41:11 AM
Bonus awkwardness: I'm not out to my mom.

After that I dont think you had to explain anything, had you? XD
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Lee

Nah, life's better with a little mystery. Also something tells me it would not be fun to start the whole conversation with "So about that rubber penis..."
Oh I'm a lucky man to count on both hands the ones I love

A blah blog
http://www.susans.org/forums/index.php/board,365.0.html
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Justin 21

i posted this in another thread as well

OK so i came out completely to my mum and dad about a week ago. and yesterday my mother asked me what i use to look like i have a penis, so i proceeded to explain what a packer was and how they are used. (weirdest conversation of my life) then she asked to see what mine looked like ( even more uncomfortable)so since mine hasn't arrived yet i logged on to the home grown website and showed her the one i brought (i brought the 3.inch jay jay). she looked at the screen and thought for a few seconds then turned to me and said "it looks bigger than your fathers"
i couldn't help but burst out laughing.
what made it more embarrassing was that she stole my laptop and showed my dad (thank god he has accepted me and has a sense of humor) he laughed and said he didn't want his son circumcised
my mind went blank and all i could do was give them the WTF face
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Raneth

ok, so I was going out for the first time in 'girl mode' at a music festival.  At this point I wasn't really out to my mother.  This music festival was quite large, huge number of hippies and other assorted weird folk so I figured I wouldn't stand out that much (this being my first time out I was worried about passing and stuff).  So I wander around with my girlfriend all day and no one points, stares, laughs or any of the other things that I was freaking out about.  Towards the evening I receive a text from my mother telling me that she will be at the festival (I wasn't out to her so this posed a little bit of a problem).  My first reaction is Oh ->-bleeped-<-!, I need to go home and get changed.  However I thought about it for a bit and figured as there where tens of thousands of people there over 3 days the chance of running into her would be low.

Fast forward an hour and I'm sitting listening to a gig when who should I see walk in but my mother.  Crap I think, I can't leave (she's standing at the entrance/exit).  But I'm right at the back, furthest away I can get from the entrance so I doubt she'll even see me, I figured I can leave once she's sat down somewhere.  I watch her as she's moving through the venue, looking for somewhere to sit and she heads directly for me and sits down right next to me.  Oh crap, now I've got some explaining to do, but she doesn't say a single word and it's fairly obvious that she hasn't recognised me! After about 15 minutes gets up and leaves again.  Definitely one of the most awkward and stressful 15 minutes of my life.
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caliyr

Justin, you have a big luck having such awesome parents! My became like that, just like 3 months after coming out to her, my dad is a bit ... well he took his time (1,5 years)

Raneth, I'm surprised you did not get a heart attack! Jeez, that must have been terribly stressful! Have you come out to her since then? If yes, did you tell her this story? If she has a sense of humour, she'd die laughing :D At least, if the same happened to me, my mom surely would do!
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Nicolas

Justin, that is absolutely hilarious! LOL

Awesome story but man, I think I felt myself cringe in laughter in thinking about my mother saying that lol.
I choose to live by choice, not by chance. To make changes, not excuses. To be motivated, not manipulated. To be useful, not used. To excel, not to compete. I choose self-esteem, not self-pity. I choose to listen to my inner voice, not the random opinion.

I choose to be me, not who society wants.
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Make_It_Good

Raneth - That is hilarious, what a close one!! :p

The thing that comes to the top of my head right now is, when I was 16, I was desperate to start the medical side of transition (and getting impatient waiting on the NHS) so I got a job at Mcdonalds (...fun). I unfortunately, hadnt legally changed my name yet, as my Mum wouldnt let me. So I worked there with a female name, but looked male. Everyone who worked there already, assumed I was unfortunately female, but all the 2 new staff that began working there after me, saw me as male!! So, I somehow survived 6months at that place with people seeing me as different.
   Everyday day, Id attempt to move the paper bit of my name badge, that had my name written, so that it was wedge in the actual badge awkwardly leaving it unreadable. I got told off for this alot. Also, to get to the staff toilets or lockers, you had to walk through the staff room, and walk either left for male, or right for female. On several occasions, Id walk into the staffroom, see a mix of people who saw me as male and as female and think "->-bleeped-<-, I cant walk into either changing room without someone saying something and outing me to the other!" So, Id just stand there, trying to look casual, until people left. Id be up to 30minutes late to work by doing this!!
   It was so hard trying to keep a low profile and make sure certain people didnt talk to me with their pronouns, around the other people who thought I was the opposite sex! So difficult!
   One of the new guys who saw me as male on several occasions would stare at my name badge, and then just blurt out a male version of that name. He mustve thought it was a typo :p
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Felix

Not related to transition, but my daughter attacked me with a large stuffed duck one day while I was on the phone and we were downtown running errands, and I lost my sh** and called her therapist grinding my teeth and saying I can't do this anymore. Earlier that day I'd stared down the 8th-grader on her bus who calls me a freak of nature, and omg I wanted to fight him as a peer. I wanted to break my hand on his teeth. I felt like the whole world was ending.

Later I tried to explain my bad day and my terrible life, and lol I felt like an idiot. I had gotten defeated and near-suicidal over a neurotic little girl, a bright yellow plushie, and a teenage boy on a short bus.
everybody's house is haunted
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caliyr


Make_It_Good, I did this for 3 years in highschool, I was usually late from class coz I waited for the bell to ring so when I went into the toilet, it was empty. I couldnt go to the men room, everyone knew I was transsexual but still there would have been a riot then, plus I havent yet got a name change so I am "legally" dont belong in there (name change in progress) I know how hard is that

Quote from: Felix on June 10, 2012, 02:31:21 AM
my daughter

At first I was like O___________O Whattt??
You look so young lol
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Felix

Quote from: caliyr on June 11, 2012, 01:11:03 PM
At first I was like O___________O Whattt??
You look so young lol
I get that a lot. Everybody thinks we're siblings. That's usually okay. One time a guy tried to fight me because he thought I was in an inappropriate relationship with her, though. She holds my hand when we walk, puts her head on my shoulder when she sleeps on the bus, etc. Sometimes I want to put nametags on us - hers would say SpEd and mine would say FtM, and it would explain everything and nobody would make weird assumptions. Except lol that would suck as much as the assumptions. :)
everybody's house is haunted
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caliyr

I'm not sure... what does " SpEd" mean?
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Adrasteia

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GhostTown11

Well, one weekend while I was staying over at my ex's house I brought along my cat cause no one was home and, well, he's awesome!
So, my ex has this horrible habit of not getting a towel to dry himself when he comes out of the shower. Yup. That's right, he just let's it all air-dry and hang out cause "it's his house" ::). While he was walking out of the shower he steps on my cat's tail by accident and my cat let's out the loudest meow I have ever heard him meow. I'm just thinking ooooo you just pissed off Chairman Meow (my cat) but my ex is like oh whatever it's just a stupid cat.

So he proceeds to kneel down to find his sandals and Chairman Meow comes out of nowhere and scratches him viciously all over and near his...*ahem*.

He didn't rip anything but he did scratch my ex's *ahem* which I didn't even know was possible! And apparently, getting *excited* with a scratched *ahem* hurts. A lot. My ex was furious but, now knowing that Chairman Meow will assert his boundaries, kept his distance from my cat for the rest of the weekend.

Good kitty, nice kitty, little ball of fur  >:-)
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Felix

Quote from: Erin_Grey on June 17, 2012, 03:16:38 PM
Well, one weekend while I was staying over at my ex's house I brought along my cat cause no one was home and, well, he's awesome!
So, my ex has this horrible habit of not getting a towel to dry himself when he comes out of the shower. Yup. That's right, he just let's it all air-dry and hang out cause "it's his house" ::). While he was walking out of the shower he steps on my cat's tail by accident and my cat let's out the loudest meow I have ever heard him meow. I'm just thinking ooooo you just pissed off Chairman Meow (my cat) but my ex is like oh whatever it's just a stupid cat.

So he proceeds to kneel down to find his sandals and Chairman Meow comes out of nowhere and scratches him viciously all over and near his...*ahem*.

He didn't rip anything but he did scratch my ex's *ahem* which I didn't even know was possible! And apparently, getting *excited* with a scratched *ahem* hurts. A lot. My ex was furious but, now knowing that Chairman Meow will assert his boundaries, kept his distance from my cat for the rest of the weekend.

Good kitty, nice kitty, little ball of fur  >:-)
This is hilarious. Never underestimate a cat. :laugh:
I had an ex get a wound on his *ahem* once and every time he got hard it would, like, stretch it and mess it all up again. As did rubbing it vigorously in his fist, of course.
everybody's house is haunted
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Arch

I had breakfast with a guy I know. He doesn't know about me. While we were waiting for our food, he mentioned something about some country where they're trying to set it up so that people can legally be whatever sex they say they are. He was speculating about the bathroom situation and then said that it should all be based on DNA. XX, go to the women's restroom. XY, the men's.

I've been trying to educate him little by little without being too obvious, so I talked about the prohibitive expense of DNA testing and asked what we would do with transitioned transsexuals, not to mention intersex people with nontraditional DNA? I don't think I got anywhere with him (same old story), but I was sorely tempted to ask, "Well, do you object if *I* use the men's room? Or should I go to the ladies', with all of this facial hair and the voice and all?" (I've never had a DNA test, but I'm pretty sure I'm XX.)

I was having coffee with this same guy and someone else, and the first guy was confused when I referred to a trans friend as "he." He thought I should have been calling the friend "she." When the guy found out that I was referring to a female-to-male, he said, "What's the point?" In other words, what's the point of transitioning from female to male, since they'll never be real men. Um, because a guy is a guy? I don't think I got through to him that time, either. He marginally understood MTF, but not FTM. Bit of a double standard, but it all boils down to the penis. Ya got one, you're male. Ya don't, you're female.

Trans issues do come up regularly among my gay acquaintances, and I always feel so freaking awkward. At the same time, it's so amusing. They say the most outrageous things about trans people and never suspect that I'm trans.

We're going to need a bigger boat.
"The hammer is my penis." --Captain Hammer

"When all you have is a hammer . . ." --Anonymous carpenter
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