Had my first experience of an odd, and i suppose potentially more frequent, event today. Went to the VA to start pre op tests for my SRS in early Feb. today. Went dressed up all girl and looked nice and my wife came along. First stop was lab for blood collection and it was very busy and as I'm the only trans person at my small town VA I was getting a bit concerned about them calling out "Mr. XXXXXXX in a room full of male vets. I went to the window and quietly announced that I was trans and asked that they please call me as Ms.. They were fine with it, but before the nurse I talked to could tell anyone else, an attendant just called out my last name and I immediately responded and was treated very nicely. While my wife and I were waiting a fellow vet I know well had come in and was getting blood work as well. I was concerned that he might recognize my name, as he didn't give us a second look when he went to sit down. He doesn't know about me, but apparently neither my name nor my being there physically caught his attention. I should mention that he is a very kind guy, but I don't like to surprise people. Seemed to have dodged a bullet. Cool.
So on we went to X Ray, were well received and sat down to wait. My wife and I were talking when who should enter, but the same friend we saw at bloodwork! He looked directly at both of us and said "hello Ladies" and went to the counter to check in. Something was messed up in his schedule so he had to wait at the counter while the staff checked some stuff out, so he turned to us and recognized my wife and started talking with her about the Holidays, etc. Then he asked which one of us was there for treatment and I smiled, sort of raised my hand and said "Me". He nodded and turned back to my wife and asked "How's Tony? He still working on his projects?" as though I wasn't there! Then he turns to me and says "Which branch were you in?", I reply "Navy". "When? he asks. "Vietnam" I answer, looking straight at him and smiling. "Nurse?" says he, I just slightly shake my head no. "Technician?" he asks. I just say "yes" softly, still with a smile, and he just nods and turns back to the counter as the desk attendant had returned. They had a short conversation and he turned and started to leave and wished both of us a good new year and walked out. I felt like the invisible man. He knows me well and my history, clearly recognized my wife, but never saw the old me. Enough so that he asked about me as if I wasn't there and then talked to me as if I were a complete stranger. A real head turner for my wife and I, but in the end, could I have asked for more? Close enough to what I'm hoping for to really make my day. Toni