That sort of thing is so weird, isn't it? Like, you don't pass when you think you really should - and then in the weirdest situations, you pass.
I remember, right before I started passing very regularly I was still having trouble. I was just over a year on T, so I was pretty frustrated as you can imagine...I also got a binding injury around the same time and couldn't bind. I was upset because I had to go buy sports bras at the mall to hold my chest, and all I had to go out in was this padded bra. So I angrily accepted that I'd be, yet again, seen as female.
So I'm walking and this guy at a kiosk stops me. He rubs this salt stuff on my hands and says, sounding somewhat surprised "they're so soft and small." I'm fully expecting him to give me some beauty regimen, but then he goes "I see that you shave. You might like our men's skin care line." So I let him show me the products and then the manager walks over from the other end of the mall. She starts showing me stuff and says "we don't get a lot of guys here, but we have products just for men too." And asking me if I have a girlfriend, etc.
Then I go to get the sports bras, and I have to try them on cause I have no idea if I am large, etc. So I go to the counter and tell the woman I'd like to try something on, she sees the bras and goes "Sure...oh, and just so you know, don't be embarrassed. I think everybody is normal!"
I'm thinking "what the actual f*" because I spent the last year on T, struggling to pass even a little, binding, being extra conscious about my clothes, etc. Then I go out in a PADDED BRA and get seen as unmistakably male.