i'm so not anywhere near full time but i guess you could say i am close. all the associates i work with know who i am, and know i am male, even ones i haven't really met yet. i pretty much present as female though, i wear scrunchies, ladies pants, steel toed women's shoes, i wear hair clips in my hair, i use to wear a big old coat that my dad thought was attracting cops to me and advised me to quit wearing it, i did and i took over my wife's winter coats as they are not too overly girly, this past sunday even, i borrowed my wife's scarf, a real pretty light blue, and no one said anything, the only real thing that gives me away that i am male is other associates or my voice being too deep at the time.
on separate occasions, i went up somewehere to pick something up, and this time i was dressed male and thought no one was behind me and took my son with me, next thing i know there is this black guy falling up the steps and then i guess felt he had to redeem himself by getting the door for me and was all like," i'll get that for you sweetie" which creeped me out as i am not the least bit attracted to guys. then another time, same place just different time, i went up to the window to pick it up, and she was like i put it in the computer that so and so is here but that you're here for them, so i sat down thinking oh wow she thinks i must be my wife and i said nothing. they called me back and i went, and they called me her and she and asked me if i had my drivers license on me, i said yes and i thought oh aren't they in for a bit of a surprise when they see it, they gave me what i needed without my license and i left. the thing was in my wife's name, so i signed and where i went all they did was ask if i signed it, i said yeah and left. no questions asked. the second time i picked it up, it was in my name, and the guy was like ma'am did you sign it already, i told him yes and i left. i know this is long but it proves a point to me and touches me more than i ever thought it would.
last week my wife forgot her lunch box in our car, so i had to take it back to her, i stood there at the bank waiting patiently with my son and her lunch for her to be done with customers. there was a rather pretty blonde in the back working the drive-up. my wife comes out and i let her drive us home, she goes you know what i was asked today? i said no what? i got asked if you were my sister! oh was i so touched, as i never in a million years would have thought she would have been asked that, as quite frankly i really don't think i much look like her or her sister, but she told them i was her husband and she went on with herself. as for my case i pass most of the time which makes me happy, and sometimes more than i ever expect, which makes me ecstatic....
