I know a lot of people hate that term but I couldn't think of a better name (I think I used up all my creativity writing earlier).

Anyway, I wanted to make a thread for this kind of thing (mainly so I could go on a brief OMGAWESOME rant over yesterday, but also so everyone could post theirs and I could read through their awesomeness, and be even more inspired by the happy. I don't think there's already a thread like this but if there is I'm sorry, I miss things. A LOT. X_X)

Yesterday Ben decided we had to go to Subway for lunch, which was fine because I've been craving chicken and bacon for a while now. So we got there, ordered, and first off the guy called me "Man" when I got my drinks. So that had me giddy as is. After we ate, we went back up to pick up a sub for my girlfriend and got talking to one of the other workers there about different subs we liked and I mentioned the one I usually get, and he points at me and says (with NO hesitation) "I haven't had it yet, but this man right here? He knows what's up". I was so happy I almost cried, oh man...I freaked out so hard when we got out of there (thus probably destroying any manpoints I'd achieved). It was so great though, while we were still talking to the guy Ben kept trying not to smile/freak out too (because he's the greatest thing ever and is ridiculously supportive of all this).
So...yeah. Yesterday was wonderful.

SPILL YOUR HAPPY LITTLE STORIES NOW DAMNIT.

This one made me really happy.  I don't get a chance to use my name much, so I sometimes give my birth name by mistake.  This happened at Jamba Juice a few days ago, and I told the girl taking my order that my name's Kim.  I was unhappy about that until she yelled over that the order was "for Tim."  It's nice when I pass even screwing up like that.

The one that probably made me happiest was last december I'd gone to see my grandpa at his retirement home and the whole place was having a Christmas party. I had just shaved my hair into a mohawk and didn't feel like I was particularly passing that day. But as I was heading out, I heard one man saying to another, "Now that's a boy who likes pain." After leaving temporarily to go to the store, there was this girl who worked there who was continually staring at me. After a while she went over to my sister and said "Is your brothers tattoo real?" (I guess because I look young). Even though my sister ended up correcting her by saying I was her 'sister' (I was in another isle at the time but she told me the story) I still felt like that night is something no other can top. I didn't get one 'she' that night except from people who knew me. I think it was the hair... that's why I now NEVER want it long again!

I went to Burger King and the woman spelled my name "Devon" on the receipt. I lol'd.

Awesome incidents of passing, though...Um...I was in Gym class, and I was wearing a bra, so my boobs were clearly there, and I had shaved my legs and everything that morning, and the teacher was calling me "he", even though three people had to correct her before she looked me up and down, still unconvinced, and said, "Oh. Sorry." in a really monotone voice. That made my life. And my chest isn't small either. And my face is feminine. So I don't know how I passed, but I won't question it.

I have many incidents of passing, tbh. I pass A LOT.

I had a whole weekend of people referring to me as male. It's odd how it seems to be kind of random how people refer to me. I can definitely look androgynous. Most of the time when I'm out by myself like say at a restaurant people will not refer to me with sir or ma'am. I think that's amusing personally because if they aren't and I hear them use sir or ma'am with other people then I know they can't tell! Honestly, I think it's just as polite to not use a gender qualifying term like that when addressing someone in a place of business.

Around the time I first came out as trans, I went to a three-day-long summer camp for acting. I decided that since only a handful of people there would know me, I would use this opportunity to see how well I could pass. Unfortunately, one of the clip things that kept the Ace Bandage I was using to bind was lost, I was not able to bind very well. But I dressed and behaved like a guy to the best of my ability hoping that I could convince people that I was in fact a man.
A few weeks after the camp, I added a few people I made friends with on Facebook. Once I gathered up the courage, I told one of them that I was transgendered and was using the camp as an experiment to test my passing ability. I asked for her honesty in what other people said and whether they thought I was a man or a woman. She told me that I was actually a rather hot topic among the people there because nobody was sure what I was.
I took this as a positive, as I prefer looking androgynous anyway. And considering the fact that I had never before attempted passing as male, confusing people into genuinely not being sure was a success to me.

Aww, thats awesome! 

This is the newest one I can think of  I do piano lessons once every week. Last week I had missed a lesson cause the teacher was sick, so the other night she held an extra class. My lesson was with a little girl who looked 5 and a boy who might of been 9. The teacher introduced us to each other...introducing me as my girly girly girly birth name since Im not out to her. The whole time she was calling me "she" so much and by my birth name. At the end of the lesson, the boy asked the teacher out of randomness, "are they brother and sister?" referring to me and the little girl. He went on to say "He looks like her, they look related". Hahaha The teacher told him I was a girl in the end

I ALWAYS pass when I'm sitting, especially if I'm with my girlfriend. For example, a few weeks ago we were going to the bars with my friend and decided to stop off for Pizza first, me and her decided to split one of their deals and the waitress clearly said "so you're just going to share what he's having?"
It's happened in a few other places too, again that night we went to a bar, I get carded on the way in as per usual, get to the bar to order my drink and the bartender asks to see my ID again (sketchy place she must have thought I sneaked in) and she looked it over and you could see the change in her face after she looked at me again, had to do a bit of explaining just because I could tell she didn't know if it was me and if it was me, was she going to offend me by asking something

About a month ago before I got my new state drivers license, I walked into a gas station to buy a pack of cigs. the lady carded me looked at the picture and said "this isn't your id sir, the girl in the picture is not you" and handed it back to me. I didn't even try to explain the situation I simply smiled and said "my bad, must have picked up the wrong id when i left the house" and walked out


last weekend at a local bar while getting ready for a drag show, one of the guys inside the bar asked me if I was even old enough to be in the bar(I look young)..he said "young man, are you even old enough to be in here." I polietly answered yes and he didn't realize I was female until he saw me on stage in the show. =0)

The other day I went to someone's house to teach them. I got there, and the girl (well, she was 24), and her mother just looked at me and started speaking in Russian with each other, saying they thought they were getting a girl. The student laughs and apologises, saying they were just shocked because they thought it would be a male teacher. I told them I get that a lot, and her mother then goes on in Russian 'so is it a boy or girl?! I don't know now! Which is it?!'
The cool thing was she still thought I was a guy even after I spoke. I think I have a pretty feminine voice, so score on that one. Unfortunately, they thought I must be ridiculously young and refused to believe me when I said I'm 20, so rang my boss and demanded they be given a 'real teacher'. Oh well, in Soviet Russia...

Had my first outing to the gay bar this past Thursday, used the men's room all night and didn't get a single look.
Even better, I was sitting out on the porch/smoking area thing with Ben and he kissed me as some guy walked by who stopped and said something like "I don't wanna interrupt anything but you guys are so cute". Aww yayuh.

I pass alot .. and I am pre everything --- but now that I am completely out to the family no body trys to correct them if they call me sir.   It's nice.

Last Thursday this lady came up to me and complimented my hair (it's streaked black and red) and asked who did it.  I said my mom, pointed to her.  She turned to my mom and said, "You did his hair?  It's so cool!"  and later this guy said, "Awesome hair, dude" or something like that.  It was pretty great.  Also that day my mom called me the right pronoun for the first time.

When I was in high school, up on stage at the talent show after playing guitar and singing in a high soprano, the MC commented on what a "talented young man" I was.

OK, this is one of the funniest times I ever passed. It was back in the fall. A very close friend of mine's mother had died and we were at the (Jewish) funeral home. We were all so upset about her mum dying, dealing with the relatives and so on, that passing and all that was the last (well, ALMOST the last!) thing on my mind. I wasn't in guy mode at all. A woman funeral director who worked there started to yell at me, Sir, you need to be over here, not over there, etc., directing everybody around. I was totally (& happily) surprised to be passing without trying. I was dying to put on one of the yarmulkes (as all the guys were), so after that, I said WTF, and put one on! My friend proclaimed it "looked cute," so I kept it on all day. And that is the story of how I passed in a Jewish funeral home without even trying! 

Lol, Andy that's awesome. I love when weird little stuff like that happens.
I had a tiny little bright moment today that shifted my whole mood; I did a commission for a guy online back in January, and since it's oil paint it's taken forever to dry. I finally decided it'd be dry enough to ship out soon and told him, about two weeks ago. Since then, EVERYONE I asked for a ride has flaked on me, and he was getting really pissed off. I headed to my parents to check my email finally today (after a few days of not checking it, since my laptop's messed up again) and I get a message saying that he wants a full refund. I flipped the hell out, called Frank and managed to get a ride to the post office. I'm literally shaking as I'm trying to box up the damn thing, stuttering and apologizing for bugging the hell out of the incredibly sweet post office ladies. When I finally get it all done, check out (with my debit card bearing the dreaded legal name), they STILL both call me "sir" without any hesitation. Seriously, made my week.

So usually my mum goes to pick up my contacts every month at the store, but this week I went myself. I was standing in line and the clerk waved her hand at me saying "can I help you, sir?"

The contacts are ordered under my birth name, so I had to say it. She was looking it up and making small talk "Yeah I remember this girl, she's the very nearsighted one... I didn't know she had a brother!" and she smiled at me. I was even wearing my Nepalese shirt that I never pass in, so I was stoked.