I love gentlemanly older men, bless their nearsighted hearts! (Yes, even though I'm a lesbian.) I wasn't particularly trying to pass today. I was trying to get through a particularly tiring day at work. I was looking for items for a shipment in an isle in Walmart today when an elderly gentleman excused himself and moved past me to get some medicine off of the shelf. He knocked a bottle of something else off of the shelf doing so and creakily bent to pick it back up. I said (not trying to used a feminine voice), "please let me get that for you." He responded, "oh, no, I'll get it. If I let you my father will be spinning in his grave, he raised me better than that." We chatted a short while, me concerned for when he would finally clock me. He never did! I passed with no makeup, what had become my typical voice and in the peculiarly androgynous "uniform" of a Walmart employee. Older people seem to accept me more often than younger ones. I think the younger ones are just more apt to look critically at any woman who isn't "pretty".
