Tonight was trivia night. But it wasn't trivial. So much was packed into two hours...
We got there 1/2 hour early. I was wearing some new leggings, a tunic top, and necklace, bracelets, earrings, and ring made from shiny multicolor stones. Within seconds of going into the restaurant I was complimented by a waitress on my necklace. At the table the waitress asked, "What can I get you ladies?" That's a pretty good start.
My friend S joined us first. She's our team leader and knows my whole story, is warmly supportive, and never deadnames or misgenders me. Then C and her husband J showed up. I didn't know if they knew my story or not. Finally, after the first round of questions, B showed up.
B knows my history, had met me in the before times, and while he manages to get the name right, he still has problems with pronouns. We get along fine, and generally he's a good guy, but, well, he's a guy. I almost always have the most trouble with guys. Tonight he demonstrated it again. He was at the far end of the table and I was sitting next to him. He was feeling jovial, looked at me and said, "And how are you doing tonight Mister MISSUS Steph?" I noticed he was sweating around his temples and eyes, so I'm pretty sure he was embarrassed. I told him it was okay, I'm an adult. S picked right up on it and dug at B with, "See? She's an adult. That means you're not!" We got a laugh out of that. Thank you S!! I don't think that C or J heard any of it.
About halfway through the game, I went to the ladies room. And the most amazingly affirming thing happened. The waitress who had complimented me on my necklace was cleaning up and said hello, with no strangeness. No big deal. But then the unexpected happened. When I left my stall, a frail looking older woman came out of another. She seemed to have Parkinson's because her hands were shaking very badly. And she asked if I could help with the button and zipper on her shorts since she couldn't do it. I pulled up her zipper and guided her as she finally got the top button. She thanked me with a smile and I held the door for her as we left. WOW! That has to be counted as a total pass.
Back to the table. Round after round we did, not perfectly, but well enough to stay toward the top. And surprisingly, we ended up winning the game! Some folks from other teams stopped by our table to congratulate us, and I joined in the banter with them. The prize is a picture with a ridiculous wrestling style belt, bragging rights, and a $40 gift card for the restaurant.

Sue (Dragon Lady) J, C, S, B, and some cutie who I've gotten to know over the last year.
Back to the restroom (thanks, spiro). The waitress was back in there again, this time waiting for a stall. She said, "You go first ma'am. I'll wait for the next one." When I asked if she was sure, she said, "Yes, I'll wait for just one, but the next lady has to wait for me." All we ladies cracked up at that.
Outside, I had another nice talk with S. We talked about my upcoming trip to Spain, developments as I pursue GCS, and the one topic on both of our minds: The trans girl who was waitressing inside. I'd noticed her last week, and it's one of those situations where you want to acknowledge her, but etiquette forces you to keep quiet. Again this week I watched her as she waited tables and took care of customers with a smile on her face. I was so proud of her I wanted to give her a big hug. But of course, any kind of sign that you've clocked a sister could have bad consequences for her. So I kept quiet.
S had also noticed her, and when she leaned over the table and asked, "how did she get those boobs? I mean, they're not inflatable or something are they?" I smiled and said, "The same way I'm getting them!" Her eyebrows hit the ceiling. "The hormones do that?!" I answered with a smirk, "Ohhh, yeah!"
Outside, I did a little educating about HRT, including my recent graduation from 36a to 36b bras, and she was impressed.
The last thing I learned from S was that C and J genuinely have no idea about me. They only know Steph. C has done some traveling and asked about where I was going on my upcoming European trip, but thankfully didn't ask why I was going. I don't have a good explanation for that yet that won't out me.
I got a big hug from S, and we were on our way home. What a night!
Stephanie