Lol Keira I love your Valeo stories! I imagine you, this beautiful person heading to this hot, hellish place every day...just to put up with more rubbish. I greatly GREEEATLY admire your persistence cus I'd absolutely have said some really smart things to them by now. You must have the Buddha discipline or something of the sort to persist as you do. I really do admire you!

My story: well apparently both me and my boyfriend (FTM) pass. I was at the service station and sent my boyfriend to work the pump as he is a gentleman and I am lazy. There was a beggar there, so I gave him a dollar....he then hit on me, and I was not flattered and ignored him, then I went and sat in the car. My bf comes running up from paying for the petrol inside, and the friggin fella says to him "hey does your mom smoke cigarettes? I sure could use one."

Yea ya dirty vagrant, I am the mother of someone who is 8 months younger than myself. I suppose its passing, yea, so thank you and ->-bleeped-<- YOU TOO!!

I recently bought my first bathing suit -one piece- and looking at the mirror: Oh! Horror!!! I have some love handles. I wore it to the pool any way, LOL

So, because I have packed a few pounds I went around shopping for a Gym. I went to a popular local gym, and after talking to the service lady, she proceeded to show me the gym, including the "ladies changing room," which by the way have some private changing areas!! So, I sign in.

So, I guess, even with my raspy voice I am doing well at passing. I think my B cup girls help a lot LOL

Quote from: Alainaluvsu on June 15, 2012, 03:03:09 PM
When men hit on you in front of their friends. Or in public in general.

lol, I had this happen to me once a few months after going full time. I was meeting up with some friends at a local sports pub and this guy hanging out with his buddies hit on me. I thought he was mocking me so my reaction to his compliments were sour to say the least. He got very confused.

My best one yet was a few years ago after a failed attempt at a fakie roll out on my bicycle (don't ask). The bike fell over on it's side, I fell on top of it landing on my belly on the end of the handlebars pointing straight up. I crawled into the examination room at the ER in t-shirt, jeans, ponytail and no makeup. The doctor examining me asked if I was pregnant 

Quote from: MariaMx on June 22, 2012, 12:55:36 PM
lol, I had this happen to me once a few months after going full time. I was meeting up with some friends at a local sports pub and this guy hanging out with his buddies hit on me. I thought he was mocking me so my reaction to his compliments were sour to say the least. He got very confused.

My best one yet was a few years ago after a failed attempt at a fakie roll out on my bicycle (don't ask). The bike fell over on it's side, I fell on top of it landing on my belly on the end of the handlebars pointing straight up. I crawled into the examination room at the ER in t-shirt, jeans, ponytail and no makeup. The doctor examining me asked if I was pregnant 

Oh! Maria, that is so funny, LOL

So, what was your answer? No yet?

Quote from: peky on June 22, 2012, 01:04:30 PM
Oh! Maria, that is so funny, LOL

So, what was your answer? No yet?

I was in serious pain at the moment and was fearing for my life pretty much convinced I had damaged inner organs so my answer was just a quick no, but my sister who drove me to the ER was standing right behind the doctor and I remember her biting her lip not to start laughing 

Having medical personell ask if I'm pregnant is always the ultimate confirmation that I pass. I can never really tell because nothing ever happens. It's like I'm completely invisible to the world in my day to day life. Never any real feedback of any kind, but when they ask if I'm pregnant I go "Yes!!!" in my mind and tell them "No" It happened again just last year while having my blood drawn at my doctors office. My doctor knows I'm trans but apparently the nurses don't.

Me and my roommate went to a bar. When he was there, he saw a friend and introduced me. Previously, he had told his friend that his roommate is transsexual. For whatever reason (maybe he thought she put 1 and 1 together), he told her I was trans. I wasn't around, but I overheard her saying "Oh my god!! That's your roommate? I thought she was one of your girl friends!!"

He went on to tell 2 other people (with my permission), both of them were completely shocked.

Later on that night, a girl and her 2 brothers were sitting with us talking for a while. One of the brothers seemed very interested in me in that he was asking me questions and striking up conversation. Well, the bar closed down and while I was sitting in the parking lot waiting for my friend while he was on the others side of the parking lot talking to them in their car. Next thing I know, she gets out of the car and walks all the way across the parking lot to talk to me.

"So... your friend tells me you're transsexual... is that true?!!"
"*Sigh* Why is he telling my business again?"
"OH MY GOD NO WAY! I would have NEVER guessed! You look 100% like the real deal!!"

We started talking about it and she must've spent 30 minutes complimenting me on my looks. She went so far as to say she had several transgendered friends in New Orleans and I look more passable than all of them, including the FtMs. She also iterated STRONGLY that looks are the least of my worries.

Later into our conversation, her brother comes up to my car and asks for my number. So I tell him "I'll give you my number but... I'm a pre-op transsexual, ok?" He seemed okay with it but he hasn't called me yet, so apparently that was a deal breaker for him.

A few moments later, her other brother walked up to me and said that my friend outed me. He went on to say "Wow... I would've never known. If we talked more before I knew, I would've probably asked for your number!"

Sometimes the best way to know you're passing well is to just tell people. If people had a clue they won't be that surprised. If they had no clue they will make the biggest deal ever out of it, lol!

Quote from: Alainaluvsu on June 29, 2012, 12:53:50 AM
Me and my roommate went to a bar. When he was there, he saw a friend and introduced me. Previously, he had told his friend that his roommate is transsexual. For whatever reason (maybe he thought she put 1 and 1 together), he told her I was trans. I wasn't around, but I overheard her saying "Oh my god!! That's your roommate? I thought she was one of your girl friends!!"

He went on to tell 2 other people (with my permission), both of them were completely shocked.

Later on that night, a girl and her 2 brothers were sitting with us talking for a while. One of the brothers seemed very interested in me in that he was asking me questions and striking up conversation. Well, the bar closed down and while I was sitting in the parking lot waiting for my friend while he was on the others side of the parking lot talking to them in their car. Next thing I know, she gets out of the car and walks all the way across the parking lot to talk to me.

"So... your friend tells me you're transsexual... is that true?!!"
"*Sigh* Why is he telling my business again?"
"OH MY GOD NO WAY! I would have NEVER guessed! You look 100% like the real deal!!"

We started talking about it and she must've spent 30 minutes complimenting me on my looks. She went so far as to say she had several transgendered friends in New Orleans and I look more passable than all of them, including the FtMs. She also iterated STRONGLY that looks are the least of my worries.

Later into our conversation, her brother comes up to my car and asks for my number. So I tell him "I'll give you my number but... I'm a pre-op transsexual, ok?" He seemed okay with it but he hasn't called me yet, so apparently that was a deal breaker for him.

A few moments later, her other brother walked up to me and said that my friend outed me. He went on to say "Wow... I would've never known. If we talked more before I knew, I would've probably asked for your number!"

Sometimes the best way to know you're passing well is to just tell people. If people had a clue they won't be that surprised. If they had no clue they will make the biggest deal ever out of it, lol!

Having grown up in the LGBT community, I can tell you that outing someone, especially a TG person is a HUGE NO NO!! I have a rule that I plan to live by, and that is: if someone asks you if I am TG / TS, refer them straight to me for them to ask me directly and do NOT answer them!

I want to know who is asking, why they're asking, what their intentions are, and I want to get a good read on them before I out myself to a curious person whether I know them or not.  Anyone who outs me to someone else without asking me first is someone who will never see me or hear from me again.

This was a good one
I was talking with my therapist, and we got to talking about guys.
He asked me, "Have you been hit on?"
I said, "I have"
To which he replied "I'll bet!"
big smile there

Quote from: Alexis on July 06, 2012, 08:48:56 AM
This was a good one
I was talking with my therapist, and we got to talking about guys.
He asked me, "Have you been hit on?"
I said, "I have"
To which he replied "I'll bet!"
big smile there

Hey, how could you not? You are Hottie!!!   

My girl friend, who was also "missgender" at birth (like me) went touring downtown for several hours during the day, we sat in outside cafe and had brunch, and you now what? We did not get a second look or glance at all.

Quote from: peky on July 06, 2012, 10:14:00 AM
My girl friend, who was also "missgender" at birth (like me) went touring downtown for several hours during the day, we sat in outside cafe and had brunch, and you now what? We did not get a second look or glance at all.

And it was fun!...not that I would know or anything

I was somewhere changing my name and after telling the person who was helping me said "Wow your mother must have really wanted a boy, naming her daughter that!"

I later told her why she named me that, and she had to pick her jaw off the floor. Should've seen her when I gave her my old ID.

Sitting on the side of the F3 with a broken down van, the tow truck operator pulls up after having been given the call by my mechanic to pick me up. (Well the van really. Not me  )

I jump out of the van and the tow truck fellow immediately says, "Are you here alone? Where's your husband?"

I now recognise him as he has done a lot work for us over the years recovering broken down trucks for us and knows our fleet and the old me very well.

Quickly thinking I said, "Yes. He had to get some urgent news footage off to Sydney"

Well didn't he abuse 'my husband' for leaving this petite damsel all alone on this busy and dangerous expressway. He's going to have words with 'my husband' next time he sees him. Thank god I'm full time.   

So I did the right thing and stayed well away from the vehicles as he put it on the tray. On the way back to the mechanic he recalled lots of our business including the times he recovered my son at various times when his van broke down.

He hadn't a clue it was me.    He even rang a cab for me so it would be ready when we got back to the mechanic. He wouldn't done that for the old me. Tough luck son, get yourself home. You're big enough and ugly enough to fend for yourself, would have been his attitude.

On arrival at the mechanics, I was expecting he'd have been gone. Not the case. So I told him I'd leave the keys under his door as 'my husband' needed some gear out of the van which he would get later. The mechanic had no idea it was the old me either. god I didn't know I've changed THAT much. Both these people have known me for at least 20 years.

Oh; and yes the Postmistress is still giving me strange looks as if to say, "Don't I know you?" She's been doing the company mail for the past 10 years. She hasn't even twigged to the name change on some of the incoming mail. Several parcels have even arrived with my old name crossed out and Catherine written over the top.

I'll try and see if I have an old photo of my alter-ego and let you be the judge.

Be safe, well and happy
Lotsa huggs
Catherine

When you get in the club for free on ladies night

... and get drunk for free too!!

I was with my daughter in the pharmacy, and after I spoke to the pharmacist, my duaghter siad to me: "you have been paracting your voice," I said: "no, why," she said: "you sounded like a woman" I was just like wow, so happy

Quote from: peky on July 20, 2012, 02:55:25 PM
I was with my daughter in the pharmacy, and after I spoke to the pharmacist, my duaghter siad to me: "you have been paracting your voice," I said: "no, why," she said: "you sounded like a woman" I was just like wow, so happy

So happy for you girl!

You know you pass when (today) you're out to lunch with a few friends and when the waiter comes to bring everyone's separate checks he tells you that yours is on him. Yea, I felt bad about that one, but not for too long

Quote from: Alexis on July 20, 2012, 08:27:32 PM
You know you pass when (today) you're out to lunch with a few friends and when the waiter comes to bring everyone's separate checks he tells you that yours is on him. Yea, I felt bad about that one, but not for too long

Tip your head, smile sweetly, say Thank You and put your name and number on a $10 tip. 

Quote from: Ms. OBrien on July 20, 2012, 08:33:05 PM
Tip your head, smile sweetly, say Thank You and put your name and number on a $10 tip. 

Indeed! My friends are never going to let me hear the end of it I think

This just happened...

I went to Rally's to get some Asian Kick chicken wings, (Yummy!^_^) and was chatting with the girl at the window, named Sabrina. with as much as I order the wings I'm pretty sure she knows me by voice. We got onto the subject of weight and how I had gained some. I told her I was ***lb and she said "Nuh uh! you can't weigh that much with as small as you are!"
I told her that it's true, but I think most of it has gone to my butt.
She shook her head and then added, "Well, it's not that bad, guys like a girl with a butt."
I just smiled and said, "very true."
My wife just smiled.

I honestly have this complex that I feel like I don't pass well because I still get called by male pronouns at work by some people who knew me pre-transition, and I spend so much time there. Because of that, Sabrina's reply kind of threw me off a little.  But a new hire there told me when she saw me she said to herself " Damn that's a big woman." referring to my build. then someone told her I was trans. And another woman asked my friend Cheryl when she hired in, "So, have you seen the guy who looks like a woman yet?"
Cheryl said that this woman had to point me out to her because Cheryl couldn't see who she was talking about.