I love my job. I don't get paid, as it's a volunteer job, but I love it. If I were a gazillionaire, I would still work there.
It's a very, very,
very queer-friendly place. When I started working there, I was also just about to start spiro and presenting as female out-and-about. So for the first couple weeks I came to work as male, and shortly after as female sometimes, and shortly after that, as female all the time.
One of my bosses has had a hard time with the name and pronoun switch. Sometimes he calls me by my boy name, and he usually uses male pronouns. For a little while I was irked by it, but I brushed it off. He eventually got better with the name but not with the pronouns.
A couple weeks ago, said boss referred to me as "he." My response is typically... it's so hard to express something as subtle as tone over the internet... I'll say "he?" in sort of a playfully confused way. He apologized and said the sweetest damn thing ever, and I paraphrase:
QuoteI'm sorry. You know why I do that? Cause when you started, you were [boy name]. And I was like, 'Wow! [boy name] is a solid guy! I like [boy name]!' And then right after, you came in as [girl name], and I was like, BZZZT! So I apologize, and I'm doing my best.
That seriously warmed my heart and put a big smile on my face. I love my fake job!
