My parents (mostly my mom) have been plaguing me to get up off the computer and go out and "do something with some friends - or meet some new ones!" So i looked up the local GLBT community and found a meet-up scheduled at a local jazz bar/club this thursday.
Here's what happened:
Me: Mom, i'm going out this thursday.
Mom: Oh, that's nice - it's about time! Where? Are you going with Leslie?
Me: Oh, down town. And no, not with Leslie.
Mom: Amber?
Me: No.
Mom: Felicia? Oh, i haven't seen her in a long time....
Me: Not her either.
Mom: Then who? Someone we haven't met yet?
Me: Sort of.
Mom: *blank look* Well where are you going then?
Me: To the jazz bar/club thing near the dinner and a movie place.
Mom: *confused look* Why on EARTH are you going there?
Me: To meet some people.
Mom: Who?
Me: Do you really want to know? *hint hint*
Mom: Yes! I want to know who my daughter is hanging out with!
Me: *rolls eyes* Point is i don't even know them yet......
Mom: Don't get smart with me!
Me: Sorry. You just keep saying you don't want to talk about "the issue"....
Mom: What does that have to do with anything?
Me: *sigh*
Mom: Erin.....
Me: Fine, fine - i'm going to a bar to meet up with the local GLBT community who has a meet up a few times a month so i can chat with some people in the community, hopefully with fellow transpeople to get a better idea of what i want and how things work.
Mom: *blank stare* ..... *stalks off*
Me: Told you, you didn't want to know. *calls after her* If it helps any my therapist said talking to other transmen was a good idea!
Hehehe..... The irony! She wants me to go out and meet people and now i am. ^_^