Yesterday I went grocery shopping on the military base with a male friend who is also retired military. Everyone, including my friend, was treating me as a woman.
At the commissary, there are people who bag the groceries and carry them out to your car. They aren't employees and are doing it for the tips. Yesterday all the baggers were women. When I got to the cashier, my favorite bagger gave me a big wave and came over to ask how I was doing. Another bagger admired my purse. The cashier was friendly and very pleasant. But it was another woman who bagged my groceries.
When I got out to the car, the bagger put the groceries in my friend's car, accepted my tip, and said: "Thank you, sir."
(Rats!

I was so mad I almost grabbed the money back from her.)
Later, I had coffee with another male friend. I realized during our conversation that I was still talking to him the way I used to when I presented male. Another male friend happened by. One of them referred to me to the other as *male name* but immediately corrected himself.
Finally, it occurred to me that I need to start treating my male friends as a woman would treat her male friends. (I've had no trouble making the shift in how I treat my women friends.)
I've always known this isn't about clothes. I've also learned this isn't about just mannerisms, either. A lot of my friends have more-or-less made the shift to treat me as a woman or at least are trying. But in order for them (and me

) to make the transition in their (our) thinking, I need to begin treating them as a woman would treat them. It will help all of us through this transition.
Has this been your experience in learning to live in your new role?
Still learning

,
Kate