I was at a party Sat night with my girlfriend, and we took a couple of my friends with us. I didn't know *anybody* else at the party, but I had a nice time socializing with a few. I was looking hot and people were saying so (even if some of it was behind my back want-to-sleep with her comments my friends heard.)
I started a trend of girls rubbing their boobs on other girls, 'cause space was so limited in places that you virtually had to, so why make it awkward? Yay boobs!
By the end of the night, the slightly jealous boyfriend of one of the girls who was taking a liking to me (we're in a closed, monogamous relationship and they aren't) confronted my girlfriend and I and told us,
"While I will never get to enjoy rubbing breast against breast, as I am stuck with this hairy thing, it's fair, it balances out - you girls will never know what it's like to stick your penis in a vagina."
My girl looked at me and almost died laughing. I bit my tongue and smiled.
Nice story Autumn...
A couple of weeks ago I was at a screenwriters meeting. As I am a committee member I make it my business to welcome new members. That evening a lovely lady in her mid fifties who is actually quite a well known writer turned up.
During the break half way through the meeting we got chatting about various aspects of life. She was gobsmacked to hear that I was 50 having assumed that I was in my early thirties at the lastest. Once I had convinced her that I really was that age she began to regale me with tales of the forthcoming horror of the menopause.
I said nothing, just smiled and thought - "yes, and you know what? because I'm on HRT I will be spared all that!"
lol both great stories
Seems like I've had countless Tranecdotes....hmm. Well one quick one was the other day when I was going in for X-rays, the lady asked me if I was pregnant. I was like "No, pretty sure I'm not." =)
Quote from: Jerica on June 14, 2010, 02:53:59 PM
lol both great stories
Seems like I've had countless Tranecdotes....hmm. Well one quick one was the other day when I was going in for X-rays, the lady asked me if I was pregnant. I was like "No, pretty sure I'm not." =)
Oh, if we get into medical anecdotes, those are a riot. I've got so many of them that I've started forgetting.
A couple of weeks ago, I went back to a doctor who had already put a camera up my ass recently, because he seemed to really have his ->-bleeped-<- together and I was suffering mysterious abdominal pain. We had a long talk about STDs, and he and his office understood and respected me being in transition.
When I went back, they had lost my chart and info, and I was having a lot of trouble explaining to the staff that no, it wasn't an error that I was put down as male...
When he came in, we talked about a few things. Such as, no, really, I don't have anal sex.
We went on to how dangerous it was potentially that I had pain where I had it and how it could be many different things, including my ovaries.
"I don't think so. Not having them and all."
"You've had a hysterectomy?", asked the man who had a camera up my ass and who just quizzed me about having
homosexual sex with men.
I stared at him, "..........Male
TO female."
He stared back at me blankly. Then said it was still a potential danger.
My confidence in him was a little shaken.
A month or two back a friend of mine helped one of her friends with a photography project and we went to see her work on display. As it turned out, right next to her friend's photography was a selection from a student that followed around a transwoman and documented pieces of her early days of transition. His photos were actually really well done and his subject had a really interesting / eccentric kind of style, so I was spending a good amount of time looking at his work. He noticed and came over to explain what his photos were about and how he used to think trans people were weird and freaks but this woman was able to show him how she's just a normal person. Which made me think I'm getting read pretty bad and he's trying to say how accepting he's become so he doesn't mind that I exist and that *gasp* he doesn't have a problem talking to me. I was pretty much just politely nodding at him waiting for him to finish so I could find my friend and tell her how untactful that guy was.
He decided my awkward silence meant I didn't know what 'trans' was so he started explaining it to me. How the woman in his photographs had to grow up as a boy when she always felt like she was a girl, ending with "can you imagine what that has to be like, living like that so long?" Wait, huh? All I could squeak out was "wow I can't even imagine..." After a few questions about how he choose the photos he had up on display, my friend caught back up to me and we moved on.
Quote from: MGKelly on June 14, 2010, 07:35:02 PM
A month or two back a friend of mine helped one of her friends with a photography project and we went to see her work on display. As it turned out, right next to her friend's photography was a selection from a student that followed around a transwoman and documented pieces of her early days of transition. His photos were actually really well done and his subject had a really interesting / eccentric kind of style, so I was spending a good amount of time looking at his work. He noticed and came over to explain what his photos were about and how he used to think trans people were weird and freaks but this woman was able to show him how she's just a normal person. Which made me think I'm getting read pretty bad and he's trying to say how accepting he's become so he doesn't mind that I exist and that *gasp* he doesn't have a problem talking to me. I was pretty much just politely nodding at him waiting for him to finish so I could find my friend and tell her how untactful that guy was.
He decided my awkward silence meant I didn't know what 'trans' was so he started explaining it to me. How the woman in his photographs had to grow up as a boy when she always felt like she was a girl, ending with "can you imagine what that has to be like, living like that so long?" Wait, huh? All I could squeak out was "wow I can't even imagine..." After a few questions about how he choose the photos he had up on display, my friend caught back up to me and we moved on.
awwww wow!
I mentioned this incident on another thread, but I don't think I told the whole story. One of the men in my gay men's discussion group held a party this spring. There were seven of us. When we were well into lunch, someone brought up transsexuality. Two of the men (one was the host) were quite knowledgeable and said some nice things about a trans guy who works at the local LGBT center. They were busy educating the other men about trans issues and did a pretty decent job. I didn't say much of anything because I was caught off guard and felt terribly self-conscious.
Later, four of the men went home. I was in the living room with the two guys who had said such nice things. The topic came up again, and my host told me, "You know, we think so-and-so, who used to come to the meetings, might be trans." Then he and the other guy proceeded to dissect the young man's appearance, behavior, and contributions to the group. I've seen this kid, but I didn't give him a second thought.
Bear in mind that this is a gay men's group. So they felt that the young guy was a little feminine (so are a lot of gay men), had talked about going out to bars with a crew of female friends back in his home town (maybe they were dykes and he didn't know any gay men in his area), and didn't seem to have much experience living as a gay man (well, he was fresh out of college!!). Apparently this kid has no visible Adam's apple (I suddenly felt self-conscious about my own throat), he has "child-bearing hips" (I had never noticed, and I was glad my hips aren't very noticeable), and narrow shoulders. Of this last characteristic, one of my friends noted with a chuckle, "Of course, so do I."
The whole irony is that one of the older gentlemen in the larger discussion group is openly misogynistic, anti-lesbian, and transphobic, yet he took the young trans-appearing fellow under his wing and became his mentor for a few months. So my friends thought it would be very odd indeed if the young man turned out to be trans!
I mostly just nodded and listened. I kept wondering if they had clocked me and were trying to give me a chance to come out to them (the last few months of hanging around with them have convinced me otherwise). Eventually another topic came up, but I felt like I had just stepped into the Twilight Zone.
For the record, I haven't seen the young would-be trans man since this conversation, and I'm curious. But I really don't think he is "one of us."
Before coming out to my friends we were sitting at the lunch table during a normal school day. Then one of my female friends says....after staring at me for some time...."don't you think [my name] would make a cute girl?" My other female friend then goes, "I don't know. I'm trying to imagine him in a skirt."
They couldn't understand why I was laughing so hard ^_^
Quote from: ƃuıxǝʌ on June 15, 2010, 04:38:39 PM
Early transition, barely passing.
Being eyed by two guys in a 7/11.
One of them suddenly yells loudly "It's the adam's apple that gives them away."
Startled, I turn, then grab my crotch saying "Nah, it's the c0ck."
Lol, a-holes.
Quote from: Samantha_Peterson on June 15, 2010, 04:50:39 PM
Before coming out to my friends we were sitting at the lunch table during a normal school day. Then one of my female friends says....after staring at me for some time...."don't you think [my name] would make a cute girl?" My other female friend then goes, "I don't know. I'm trying to imagine him in a skirt."
They couldn't understand why I was laughing so hard ^_^
Hehe :). I made friends with mostly girls after high school and I constantly got the "you would make a cute girl" and "I wish you were a girl" comments too. Those would have been great chances to come out I guess, but I never did.
I get regular comments from my siblings on how I'm a man. (Meant as harrassment.) I have to bite my tongue more and more often as they frequently refer to me as their brother and say how I'm not a girl. I just laugh and wonder how they'd take it if I told them they were correct...
One recent occasion was when my little sister said something that totally generalized the female population and was incorrect, so I said "Whoa, hey, wait a minute, no they don't!" To which my other sister responded "Hey, you can't talk about that. You're not a girl!"
I also had a little neighbor boy convinced that I was biologically male. (Not out or presenting.) That was most interesting...
Well this isn't talk about being trans at all but the other day I called up Verizon to take care of a billing problem. I was transferred to this guy and the convo went something like this:
Guy: What is your full name for account verification purposes?
Me: Debra Mckenzie
Guy: Debra...Debra....wow that's a ....unique name.
Me: Um, thanks
Guy: Hmm Debra or Ms. Mckenzie....which should I call you?
Me: Either is fine with me.
Guy: I think I'll call you Debra, yah.
Me: okaaaaay
Then I explain my situation with the bill and he fixes it.
Guy: Ok let me give you this confirmation number so they can't say ole Hank didn't do this for you.
Me: Hank? Your name is Hank?
Guy: yes
Me: That's my boyfriend's name!
Guy: Haha that's funny....oh right, Hi Honey, I work at Verizon on the side.
Me: *laughter*
He goes on pretending to be my bf and we hang up and he says "Ok, see you at home!"
I just thought that was pretty funny having a guy flirting with me over the phone =)
I don't have any specifically funny stories but yeah, whenever people are talking about trans stuff (in places where people don't know I'm trans) I always wonder if somehow they found out and are waiting for me to confess or something.
Jay
Several months ago my youngest niece called me Uncle on the phone...this was before I was out to anyone. I could hear my mom in the background, going "No, aunt! Aunt!" Nah, my niece had it right.
Quote from: jmaxley on June 16, 2010, 07:32:10 PMSeveral months ago my youngest niece called me Uncle on the phone...this was before I was out to anyone. I could hear my mom in the background, going "No, aunt! Aunt!" Nah, my niece had it right.
Heh. Maybe someone's been bullying her and telling her to say "uncle." :D
When people are together talking (mostly girls) and they're like, "If I had a dick for a day, I'd just sit and play with it" and I'm thinking no..I'd do more than that if I was cisgendered male for a day...le sigh.
The other day a gf posted on her FB profile:
"Don't judge my abilities because of my gender. I can do anything a man can do. Except pee standing up, and I am pretty sure I can do that too. I just don't want to try because it would probably just be a huge mess."
I replied with: "Peeing standing up is overrated anyway." =)
Well I'm 6 foot and you can see my face... I get read a lot :(
....so one night I'm in this pub where I go quite often and basically all the regulars already know. Standing in the smoking area having a cig and this small Irishman comes and stands alongside me. In my peripheral vision I can see him glancing up at my face a couple of times.
Then he says "Excuse me, I hope you don't mind me asking but.... are you a man or a woman?"
I say "Well.... I WAS born male but...... "
he interrupts "But now you're a woman - how is that possible?"
I say "erm.... hormones and surgery..."
he says "Oh thank you, thank you. I hope I haven't embarrassed you? You didn't mind me asking?"
I say "No, not at all. I do understand that people will realize and be curious. You have been very polite and I don't mind explaining as long as people are respectful like yourself." *big smile*
- * big smile back* "Oh thank you."
ok then, fine so far .... but then he takes ONE step away from me and yells across the pub
"Tommy, Tommy....you were right, it was a man.... but now it's a woman - hormones and surgery!" :o
Fortunately for me, my genuine reaction was a belly laugh and it still makes me laugh whenever I remember it. He had no malice, he was just not very socially graceful.
Shortly afterwards, I bumped into his girlfriend in the ladies and she was mortified with embarrassment and showering me with apologies.... called him a dumb clutz :)
At a friend's birthday party, talking to some of her friends who I hadn't met before:
"So Cate, have you thought about having children?"
"Sure have."
"...and?"
"And then I stopped thinking about it?"
"Well I was leaning toward slow grilling them on the Webber with some corn on the cob, but a friend of mine swears they are much better braised with roasted potatoes."
I'll be here all week. Tip your waitress and try the veal.
Yeah, it's kinda the US standard US BBQ, kettle design. I guess when I play down under on my big international tour I'll have to change it to 'toss some kids on the barbie.'
Quote from: tekla on June 22, 2010, 02:03:46 AM
Yeah, it's kinda the US standard US BBQ, kettle design. I guess when I play down under on my big international tour I'll have to change it to 'toss some kids on the barbie.'
Naw mate, the dingoes ate them all first.
There is a lot to like about dingoes, over here only pitbulls eat kids.
I believe I've already told this story somewhere else. When I was younger 17 or so I passed alot better one thing I did was present as female sneak out my window at midnight when my mum went to bed and just wander around.
I did so one night and went to bed snerking something witty in the best female voice I could, my mother the next day when she saw me was furious. "DO YOU THINK I WOULDN'T KNOW!?" "DO YOU THINK YOU COULD GET AWAY WITH THIS?!" and all this I very nearly confessed my trans'ness to her as I thought she knew my secret and was frightened. before I could find the words to confess she pre-empted me, and accused me of sneaking strange girls in the house at night without her permission to do wicked things to. Apparently she saw and heard me but didn't think it was me. :O ZOMG was my response indeed.
It would be interesting to see my life if I hadn't bitten my tongue.
Another ridiculous argument with my Mum when I was a teenager. Yet again caught out dressed 'inappropriately', or rather in my elder sister's clothes, make up etc. "Don't you want to grow up and be a man and make babies". "No, do you?" I think it was the only time she gulped and retreated.
BTW loved her dearly and miss her as she has passed away. She raised three good daughters, but wanted one to be a son.
Cindy
LOL @ pebbles and ƃuıxǝʌ !!!!
Well, this started as a tranecdote...
A customer today, not mine looked up and asked me if I had a brother who worked here. "You really look a lot like him, oh, what is his name, I can't remember... very similar in the face..." I said no, and started laughing a little with the associate who was going to help her once she found her paperwork. After a bit I walked off for a while to excuse myself from the situation.
When I swung back by a couple of minutes ago he told me that he'd told her. I told him that it really wasn't necessary for him to tell her. "She felt really stupid, and I knew she was going to feel stupid, so that's why I told her."
Thanks, a lot.
Not sure this counts as a tranecdote but I wanna share it anyway. =P
As some of you may know, I havent transition and don't dress like a male. I just dress a lil bit tomboyish and sometimes girly(if the situation requires me to T__T), but my friends all knew that I rarely ever want to dress girly. Lol.
So, a couple of years ago when I was a freshman in college. Me and my friends were walking home from class. It was me, 2 of my roomies, and one guy friend whom I was quite close to. As we were walking, we passed this really muddy grass area and as tough or manly as I may think I am, I still don't like anything gross like muds and stuff. =P
So I started lifting my pants and tiptoed. Lol. And then my guy friend laughed at me and said, "Hahahahahaa! You're such a girl!" And being in closet that time, I just said "I AM a girl." and laughed along. And then he paused a bit and made this confusing face and then laughed again and said, "Ohhhhh...hahhaha." It's like he finds it amusing that I am girl? Lol.
But I actually liked it that he forgot that I am a female. Hahha. xD
It just occurred to me that it doesn't matter how u look or dress on the outside, it's who you are on the inside that defines yourself.
I was traveling home from visiting my mother and I was approximately 100 miles from my destination, I just passed a small town and I was just about to leave when my car broke down and I pulled over just pass a bridge.
Another motorist saw me and stopped to ensure the car was pushed to the side of the road. I thanked the motorist and I started walking back towards the small town. It was only a couple hundred of yards from my car. As I was walking back I was starting to worry how I was going to get home that night and this started to play on my mind.
I rang around to let members of my family know and finally I rang one of my cousins who lived in the same city as I did. By this stage nothing was happening and I was starting to get frantic and as I was talking to my cousin I started to cry from worry. After a little while and reassurances from him, he said "this is what happens when you grow breasts, you females always get in a tiz (state)". I just started laughing with a few sobs in between. I eventually got roadside assistance and I got home that night.
Kind regards
Sarah B
Years ago before coming out as trans, I went to a Speech camp in the summer. No, I don't have difficulties speaking, it was a camp for competetive public speaking (AKA- forensics). The camp was three hours away and the application to join the camp was done all online. In part of the application you check whether you are male or female for the purposes of knowing who has what roomates. The default gender was male, and if you were female you were to click the other bubble. There was an error on the page and it refreshed,going back to the male bubble without my noticing it.
When I got to the camp some weeks later, I gave them my name so they could give me my room key. When I gave them my name, they gave my this big-eyed look and called other councilers over.
"See, this is Shawn. As you can see, Shawn is a lovely lady. And Shawn has mistakenly been bunked with the boys."
I was so darn excited to bunk with the guys, but they changed it around. T_T
Yeah, my name is more masculine than feminine, so I have about a million stories involving "mistaken identity" and "OH! so you're a GIRL!".
Quote from: Yakshini on June 26, 2010, 01:18:57 PM
Years ago before coming out as trans, I went to a Speech camp in the summer. No, I don't have difficulties speaking, it was a camp for competetive public speaking (AKA- forensics). The camp was three hours away and the application to join the camp was done all online. In part of the application you check whether you are male or female for the purposes of knowing who has what roomates. The default gender was male, and if you were female you were to click the other bubble. There was an error on the page and it refreshed,going back to the male bubble without my noticing it.
When I got to the camp some weeks later, I gave them my name so they could give me my room key. When I gave them my name, they gave my this big-eyed look and called other councilers over.
"See, this is Shawn. As you can see, Shawn is a lovely lady. And Shawn has mistakenly been bunked with the boys."
I was so darn excited to bunk with the guys, but they changed it around. T_T
Yeah, my name is more masculine than feminine, so I have about a million stories involving "mistaken identity" and "OH! so you're a GIRL!".
That's funny. A similar thing happened to me but it had nothing to do with my name being mistaken for a guy's name (it was undoubtedly F). I went to an orientation for a trip abroad and we arrived at the dorms. I went to my room and put my stuff away. I later went back to find my roommate had arrived, and was definitely M. My only thing at that time, (I was 18) was that I was mortified with my body and adamant that NO ONE would see it. To be bunked with a guy was great; but to think of changing clothes... not so great. We went to the leaders who promptly switched us. Made for a funny story later.
Jay
Last night, I was at my boyfriend's dad's house (he still lives at home...hey, he's 21 lol).
He and his sister know I'm trans but his dad doesn't yet.
Anyway, his dad is a big joker, very big sense of humor, I really like the guy. Anyway, the 4 of us are in the kitchen chatting away and he's joking around as usual when he starts talking about a crossdresser that contacted him on a dating site. He was essentially trying to make a joke out of it and I was a little uncomfortable , to say the least. The worst part was when he said if this person lived across the street he might take a baseball bat to them.....he didn't say it in an angry tone or anything, I think he was really just trying to get laughs out of it. Yet me, my bf, and his sister just kinda stared back at him like ummm. He realized we werent laughing and changed the subject to something else.
On the way home that night, I told my bf..."I guess your dad really doesn't know about me if he feels comfortable to be saying things like that in front of me." And he said "Yah, I guess not."