Snot-nosed brats

[MugwortPsychonaut]

Oh, là là!

D'accord... Story Number One

A few days ago I went for a walk. At one point in the walk, there were a couple of kids playing outside their house. As I walked by, I heard them whisper-argue over what my gender might be. "Ces enfants sont stupides," I thought to myself. (Also, I just typed "thong" instead of "thought.") As I passed them and got a few houses down, one of them yelled, "Hey lady! Are you a boy or a girl!" Which by the way, is a totally stupid question to ask someone, because he answered his own question. I ignored the little twerp, and then he yelled something else and ended it by calling me stupid.

I held my head in my hands and lamented the curse it is to be trans. Then I had a thought, "You know what? I think I know which house this kid lives in." So I turned around, and the two kids ran inside. "I'm gonna have a chat with his mother," I though to myself.

So I rang the doorbell. I talked to the mom and asked her, "If you could keep your children from harassing me, that would be ace." (I really like the word ace.) I told her what they said isn't worth repeating, but it's something awful I have to deal with day-in-day-out. She was really sweet and apologetic. She told me the younger one was hers, but the older one was his friend, and that she'd talk with his mother when she picked him up. She made the two kids apologize to me. Her boy seemed genuinely sorry, and I could tell he was a good kid. The other one was not so sincere, and giggled the word "sorry," as a thinly-veiled, get-out-of-jail-free card.

Story Number Two

I went grocery shopping earlier today. As I stocked my cart with a few essentials here and there, I passed a mom and her kid. The nitwit kid stared at me with a... a mocking puzzlement? As though to say "WTF" out loud. I continued walking, and out of my peripherals, I saw the little brat peek out at me from the aisle. I ignored him. Reaching the end of the aisle I was in, he did it one more time, trying to hide his face with his shirt, looking through the gap between his shirt and his arm. I was over it, and I called him out. "Are you gonna keep staring at me?!" I asked boldly and loudly.

His mom apologized to me, and like a weasel, the kid pleaded with his mom, "I didn't do anything!"

My name isn't Forrest, but I have the gumption
to call you out in your sexist assumption
that I'm here for your entertainment consumption

[Kylo]

There was a kid staring at me in a restaurant the other day. If kids stare I usually just stare back and see what they do. To be honest people stared at me my whole damn life for some reason. I don't know why. I'm average-looking and don't exactly stand out that much. I'm so used to it I'll just stare other people out if they absolutely have to do that schtick.

Keep meaning to get a pair of aviators so I can stare more enigmatically.

[DawnOday]

I would say it is more important to be true to yourself and your sex by seeking acceptance not passing.  I saw a teachable moment there when you had them all together. It would have been a good thing to explain your decision to become a woman and how what they were doing was biased based on ignorance. After you have explained it, and the next time you walk down the street, if they continued just chalk it up to stupidity. You can't go straight there with snots and other insults. Because we all know ignorance can be cured. Stupidity not so much. Every journey begins with the first steps.  We have to get out in front of this bias and bringing all those who are ignorant into the 21 century. The stupid ones, they will be judged by a higher source.