Since moving to Colorado, I have only been misgendered once, and that was by a panhandler who couldn't see me. I was gassing up the U-Haul truck and he said, "Excuse me, sir, can you give me two dollars?" As he came around the front of the truck, he saw me, apologized, and corrected his mistake, calling me "lady".
Our Maintenance man kept calling me "sweetie". He is a Vietnam Veteran, then worked for the Sheriff's Department, and is now retired. I have also been called "Miss" and "ma'am" more than a few times.
What is important about this is that I was not wearing makeup, wig, or anything overly feminine. I was in the process of moving, so I was more sweaty wearing work jeans and a T-shirt, earrings, and a necklace my Bestie gave me. In some cases, I hadn't even shaved that day.
It is so good to be in a place that is friendly and accepting for a change.