I got my first short haircut at the end of October. The lady was cool about giving me exactly what I asked for, but she really laid it on thick by calling me "girl" at the end of every sentence. She was just being friendly, but I wasn't real enthusiastic about going back for round two of the same thing. So today I decided to get my hair cut at the place my brother goes to instead. We went together, because he needed a cut too.
So we go in, and my brother gives his card to the lady.
Lady: One or two?
Brother: Uh, two.
Lady: Is he on your card too?
Brother: ...Can you make it that way?
Lady: If you want to. What's his name?
I'm always kind of surprised when I pass, so I gave her my male name feeling like at any moment she would do a double-take. But, it didn't happen.
The lady who cut my hair was maybe sixty years old and I was thinking, "There's no way I can spend all this time talking to her and not have her catch on." But she was really nice and we talked a lot and at one point asked if my brother and I were twins. At the end, she asked if I wanted gel in my hair, and when I said I didn't typically use it, she said, "Are you sure? A lot of boys like this" and then started to comb it into a Bieber style. I just laughed and said, "No thanks" and she laughed too and combed it normally, and hey, even being mistaken for a guy who'd like a Bieber cut is better than being seen as a girl

It came out looking great, so now I feel like a million bucks. Just the fact that I passed to everyone, even as I was talking and stuff (and having a brother who calls me by my chosen name/pronouns too), was the greatest experience ever. I guess I am kind of lucky so I am grateful for that. Just wanted to share

And now I have my first ever receipt in my name! Except the last name is spelled wrong...>_> Not a big deal though.