What an ordeal this has been at work the last few months! Everyone has been talking, that much I know. My best girlfriend keeps me up to date with the latest gossip. So far, there are 3 people I'm close to that I've directly told. I have other friends and associates coming to me, and politely asking, "when?" One, is telling me I have the support of everyone in my old department already, and asking things like "what can we expect to be obviously different?". Even my therapist, who has seen me only twice has said, "Bev, you are there. You are where you planned on being". I know her un-asked question is the same...when?
The stumbling block, is waiting for my boss to change me over to a higher paying department where I used to work. That promise has been stretched out interminably so far, but now, they must fill a position there in a week, and I am the only canidate. I have been promised the position, and don't want to compromise the execution of the move by officially coming out right now to management.
The day I get moved over is the day I come out. On that day, I'll go to HR, and get my Bev/Beverly name tag, and go right back to selling. The next day, I'll wear women's casual professional clothes.
They are politely biding time, giving me the room I need. Most are. There is contingent of induhviduals who seem to be quietly brewing a small pot of discontent. I expected much worse, frankly.
I am so tired. I have couples dealing with me, and at a distance, overhearing the husband say "he", and being corrected by their spouse with "her". I have other customers who simply think I'm a gay guy, not that there is anything more or less wrong with that than my being a gay female. My voice is not perfect, by any means. It is naturally higher pitched, higher actually than my favorite girlfriend there. It's the inflection, the melody that I don't have all the way. Good news is, I haven't scared anyone away, and my numbers are good.
I don't know why I'm whining, exactly. I guess it's because this is the one place I can do it, and those who want to, will listen, and those who don't, won't. No biggie.
But I'm tired, feeling at the end of a marathon, and just want to cross that line, sit down, and drink the cold water.
Beverly Michelle,
Woman