I was out food shopping with my dad, and the lady on the check out was really chatty. When she served us, she turned to my dad and said "Is this your grandson, then?" and my dad promptly said "No. Daughter."
It was kind of awesome that someone actually thought I looked like a boy, because even after my hair cut I still thought I looked like a chic, and only my mum said that I looked "boyish" directly to me. But the "grandson" instead of "son" kind of ticked me off because that means I must look about 10/12, even though I'd be tall for a 12 year old. My dad's prompt response was kind of irritating too, even though I knew he wouldn't say I was his son.
Afterwards I asked him why he never said I looked like a boy before, and he said that he didn't think I did, then he asked me if I was pleased with what the lady said, I obv. said yes. He then said "get out of it" and pulled a face.
When we were waiting for our taxi I brought the topic up again and he said it must of been my hair, not spiking it up made me look more boyish, so I jokingly said that I wouldn't spike it up any more, and then he said "well, next time we go out I'll have to make you wear a dress". :|
Even though I was happy about that woman thinking I was a boy, (even if too young, blah) hearing what my dad said made me feel really ->-bleeped-<-ty about it. I think that what my mum said about him not being able to handle my transition, and possibly leaving if I start, is true. Now I'm all unhappy about it, gah.
