So I went to dinner tonight and I think it was a total pass the entire time (except for the part where my friend I was eating with called me she to the waitress about three times really fast. The waitress seemed a bit curt with me after that...). Then after we went into the gas station part of the store (it was a Pilot, so it had a Denny's, a gas station, and a Subway all in one) and I could tell the guy at the counter thought I was a guy because he was talking all sweet and nice to my friend (the way an older guy talks to a young female) and to me it was sort of like a pal-y type interaction and he gave me the nod as we were leaving. The on the way out the door I held the door for this lady in a cowboy hat and she said "thank you, sir!". It was great, especially since I wasn't binding (I was wearing three sports bras, an undershirt, a lose polo and a jacket over that, so I thought it camoflagued it well enough).
Here's a pic of me enjoying my bacon sundae tonight (a very manly dessert, if I do say so myself):