The “Minor Incident” Thread

[Patience]

Hi, Ladies.

Throughout the course of my outings en femme, minor incidents occur that may be worthy of note but do not necessarily warrant the creation of a new thread.

I thought others might have similar experiences and how interesting it would be to combine them all into a single thread.

The incident I have to share happened inside a thrift store. I wanted to see an item that was locked inside a glass case near the checkout counter. I asked the checkout lady if she could call someone to help, as she was busy serving customers. So the lady says to another co-worker some 20 meters away:

“Jenny, can you show something inside the glass case to this...this...”

and at that point she seemed to be at a loss of words as to what to call me. She might’ve panicked a little, as she had clearly not finished her sentence and the silence was getting a little heavy, so I went to her rescue.

“I don’t mind being called a person”, I said. “Person” suits me fine.”

That seemed to diffuse things and life went on, but I think about it from time to time.

I'm curious what anecdotes others might have. Thanks.

[2B Natasha]

At a restaurant with my wife. Myself dressed en femme. The waiter came over to take our orders and referred to me with male pronouns. He meant no harm. He was just going along doing his job not thinking about it. Neither my wife or I said anything. Acually no reaction from either of us. Later in the meal. He made a point of coming over. Admitting to us what he had done. Apologized profusely and gave us a free dessert to boot.

[Tracii G]

I have had so many of these happen it would be hard to recount just one that stood out.
When I first started going out I supposed I paid attention to them but these days I really don't.
I have been called ma'am only to have the person say oops I'm sorry sir.
I respond with no problem either is fine.

[Eemz]

I don't mind being called a person - LOL

I had a funny (ha ha) one last week. I bought some jewellery at a Christmas market in Manchester, not exactly en-femme but all I'd have needed was to stick a wig and makeup on and different shoes and I would have been. That sort of look. The young SA twigged it straight away and called me honey. I smiled so she kept going in that vein. Then her boss stepped in and started calling me "sir". I looked at the SA and rolled my eyes. Fair play to her, she pushed the boss out of the way - it's OK Dave, I got this. I laughed, Dave blushed and that was the end of it.

[Periwinkle]

The one time I ever went to a casino, I was all dressed up. I ended up getting carded, and I was pretty embarrassed at the time 'cause I was still kinda trying to keep my crossdressing under wraps. :doh:

[Patience]

Lol, Periwinkle. I must say that look really works for you.

Eemz, I'm embarrassed to say that only after posting this thread did it occur to me that the word "customer" would have worked just as well. I'm surprised it didn't occur to cashier lady, considering she's in the trade.

Thanks for your replies.

[Jean 103]

Last Sunday on my third trip to home depot. I always feel a little uneasy going here, because I work construction and lots of people know me. So a guy is pushing a cart towards me, i step aside . I recognize him, he is an old customer, a Gardner. I felt a he recognized me. I say hi ___ , he says do I know you? Great I should have just kept walking. I say I'm last name, which was the same name as my business at the time. He is like oh you look good. I say Thank you and try and shrug it off. He says no I mean it this is a good look for you. I got his number, asked if he was taking on any new customers, no. I guess I'll just have to keep mowing the grass myself.

[Beverley Sims]

I had something similar, I wanted to try on some bras, tops and jeans, when I approached the dressing room, the attendants demeanor changed dramatically, "Oh I am sorry I thought you were a man for a moment".

She then offered to fit my bra, but I declined on that one.

[Eva Bella]

I'm surprised at the consistent amount of correct gendering I get... at least in Los Angeles and New York.

However I was out shopping last week at a Swarovski store, and the sales associate there addressed me as "he" like three times. He was a really young and flamboyant gay guy. He didn't mean any harm by it, and I usually don't take it personally, but I did tell him ... "you see that I'm presenting as a female, so I'd like those pronouns. You gotta get this right."

[KymberlyOct]

I've been full time for 2 years. The first couple of months getting mis-gendered was really hard for me. My feelings were hurt. My clothing, jewelry, hair, nails are definitely female.

These days the 'sirs' are fewer and farther apart but it still happens. Twice this week ugh. I do think most of them just don't know any better. Their 'radar' just doesn't get it. Some people are so into what's going on in their own heads that they are absent minded how they treat other people.

I have only had a few people in 2+ years that were even slightly rude to me.

[Nikki A.]

Over all I don't let much bother me. There are people at church that use my male name but I've told them to use whichever name they feel comfortable with.
The one that kind of blew my bubble was when I was entering a diner, an older gent held the door for me, and then he added "after you sir". So much for passing or blending

[kimdl93]

Mind you, I have few illusions about my presentation. I’m tallish at 6’2’+, 230lb. I have only been misgendered a handful of times, and many more often have been correctly gendered. I don’t know how to explain it other than a) courtesy or b) benefit of the doubt

[Jennifer in CO]

my "miss-genderings" were similar Kim. Similar height at 6'1 at the time but only 125#. I guess most folk figured that skinny had to be a girl. Once the breasts grew, wearing push-ups and low cut blouses totally eliminated the problem...

[KymberlyOct]

Appearance definitely matters and those of us that are bigger bodies, I am built like Kim, we have a harder time passing. The desire to pass is an entirely different subject.

But anyway I read somewhere that we are hard wired at a very young age to instantly pick up visual cues if someone is male or female, not to mention voice and mannerisms etc.

I have had people tell me that they weren't sure when they first met me if I was cis or trans. They don't use the word cis.

Most people use the correct pronouns with me - I think a lot of it is just good manners and social skills and more awareness in society.

I am still a work in progress about not caring when I get mis-gendered, I am trying to be at peace with being openly trans but I have to admit, it still bothers me a bit.

[Helen_Highwater]

I was traveling by bus last week and as we arrived I asked the driver if there was a pickup point near to the M&S store on the other side of the retain park.

He, using the correct pronouns, gave me the various options, I thanked him but just as I was getting off, he had another thought and quickly spelled it out. Because he was now a little rushed he ended his instruction with, "go through the passageway and it'll be just in front of you mate"

Oh bless him, he'd done so well up to then.

[SaraLin]

Here's one that stung rather badly...

I was at the therapist's office,
at the reception desk,
checking out for the day.

I was full femme - and I thought I was doing well at it too...

The receptionist calls back to the therapist "When do you want to see him again?

I could have died.

[Krisi]

The average person has no thoughts about crossdressers. They take a quick look and make an assumption. If you look like a female to them, you will get the female pronoun. If you look like a male, you'll get the male pronoun. Remember that sales people and restaurant servers deal with dozens of people each day, day after day. If you are a male trying to pass as a female and people keep calling you "sir", you should take a good look at your presentation. Maybe change the hair, the clothing, the jewelry.

[Teresa]

Patience ,
Like Tracii I have so many .

I still feel the one of the funniest was when I was shopping for stockings in a BHS store ( now sadly gone !) They did triple packs in three sizes and four shades but mixed them in the racks with various other hosiery items . I was trashing the racks so much an elderly couple thought I was an employee , the husband asked me if I could help out with a corset for his wife , I apologised saying I was a customer looking for stockings , they looked at each other and walked away , as they did so I heard the husband say , " Well in that case he could have helped you with your corset !"

Very early on when shopping for heels , I learned you need to wear hosiery of some description as some shops aren't happy with trying on in bare feet . I found this out in a busy shoe shop , the SA found some black court shoes in my size but dangled a pair of holdups in front of me saying I need to wear these before slipping ther shoes on . Naturally several customers did glance over to check me out .

On another occasion I had a SA think it was a Candid Camera stunt when I stood in the middle of the shop in a pair of snakeskin heels , another SA had to convince her the shoes were for me and why and that it wasn't a wind-up , the first two were making so much fuss a third SA joined them to take some pictures , I did stop her . As I walked out I heard one of the SAs say , " I'd love to see my dad in high heels !"

One final one , I was dressed trying on a black sequined dress in a charity shop , it was too small but managed to wriggle into it , we all know getting out is alway harder and it did take some contortions . I remarked to the SA after that it was a lovely dress but too small so, I asked what do they do if someone does get stuck , she looked up with abroad grin and said , " No problem we just call the fire brigade ! " Several customers burst out laughing on hearing her reply .

Like I said there are many more !

[Stephanie47]

Krisi (#17) makes a good point. I suppose the mind see what it is use to seeing and defaults to its memory. I do not intentionally interact with humans when out. The only times I have interact has been on Halloweens. The interaction ranged from a nice compliment to outright false laughter. He was buying beer in a Safeway grocery store, and, was probably getting a resupply after consuming too much. I thought on both occasions I looked alright, but, it was Halloween. So, if someone identified me as a man wearing a dress as a 'costume,' then I guess I should not have been upset or deflated.

It does pose a question. I can readily understand if a person is transitioning, either way, then the person can feel deflated. My wife's second cousin is transitioning from woman to man, and, he has the look that can go either way due to stature and facial features. I, on the other hand, having no desire to be a woman, but, only wear women's clothing, I have to accept the fact that I am being viewed as a male wearing women's clothing. So, if a viewer sees me for what I truly am, I cannot complain. Those many years ago I was 175 pounds and six foot one without heels. If I had no chance of passing as a woman then, it ain't happening now. If I cannot convince myself I'm not going to convince anyone else.

[Ressie]

I don't go out dressed very often at all which may be why nothing like this has ever happened to me.

[Debra Russell]

The only time I have ever been miss-gendered I drove through a drive through coffee stand and if you made a purchase you got a discount on a car wash, after I drove up to the wash station I was having trouble with the directions and a line was forming behind me when I heard in a loud voice coming from the cute 20 something barista at the coffee stand about 200 ft. away SIR, SIR an attendant will be right there - it was not a mistake and was meant to be heard by all :o -- embarrassing to say the least ……………………………….Debra

[Devi SM]

I had a scary one. Some years ago in my first outs. I went to a club, 340 in Pomona, Ca. It was night for lesbians a d its was full of girls kissing each other and not trans there so I left after 30 minutes. I was dressed with a white tight ell legs pant and a very tight red top with an obvious open cleavage. To complete the attire, red high heels. When walking to my car a guy, talking from behind, confuse me with a sexual worker and invite me to his car or a motel ro "have fun" when I turn to look at them (to see if he was handsome enough lol) he said, oh! You're one of those girls, but I would go any way, he finished and I said no. I took it like a complement for my body shoes but no my make up that in those days was awful.

[AllieSF]

Was out for dinner with my daughter and nephew a few years ago in male mod when I was growing my hair out and it was just beyond my jaw line. I was washing my hands in the male restroom and a man comes in, takes a quick look at me and then apologizes and quickly goes out the door, only to return when he realized that he was in the correct restroom and so was I.

[Joan_CD]

My incidents occur the opposite way. I’ve been on hrt for several years. When fully dressed as male and my hair in a pony tail I am routinely called miss or ma’am. Even in a restaurant with my wife quite often the server will come over and say hi ladies. I answer in the deepest voice I can and then I get an apology. I guess hrt works!

[lynnstar]

Awhile back, I decided to go out fully dressed. A black knee length skirt with a black turtle neck, long sleeve. Added a string of fake pearls proudly neck. A pair of black boots almost Up to my knees, a dark brown, short wig and sun glasses. Went to a minute Mart and got a coffee. No one said anything. Awhile later, went to a dollar tree store and got a candy bar. The SA (and older woman) said thanks for shopping at dollar tree mamm. I was totally surprised by that as i have no illusions that i do not blend or pass, especially at 67. Probably being polite. But felt good. Maybe i will do it again in the future?

[susan54]

Some years ago I was staying in a hotel in York as Susan. When I was having dinner the waiter called me Madam at least once and sometimes twice in every sentence. I concluded he was taking the p**s. Then I heard him at other tables treating every women exactly the same way. This was the first of many visits to this hotel in York and he and the waitresses were extremely nice to me.

Incidentally in York people address both genders as "Mate".

[Patience]

Once, during a national holiday, I visited a museum that was having a free admission day. Because it was free, there was a big line and folks were being let in ten at a time. I was fully dressed and had had a makeover earlier that day.

As luck would have it, I ended up having to walk past all people in line (being clocked by everyone and being pointed at by small kids) and ended up standing behind a lady and her 10 or so year old son. After I took my place in the line and the mother and son gave me a good looking over, the lady put her hand over the kid's shoulder as if to keep him looking forward.

As I was leaving, One guy let me by as I was going down the stairs. I had a weird feeling about it, so I let the guy go by. As he was going down, I could see his phone was set to camera mode. If there’s one thing I hate, is being photographed without permission.

[CarlaWestin]

First consultation with my urologist went fine. I'm in great shape as he was complimenting. "Let's just do a quick check on your prostate."
Pink lacey FOTL panties are so comfortable and part of everyday attire under my uniform. I don't know if I heard a giggle or a snicker but, he was very professional
with the task at hand.

[Patience]

I'm out at the organization where I volunteer and attend many of their events dressed, but not their monthly staff meetings, which are also open to the public.

During one such meeting, one of the organizers of an event I was participating in en femme mentioned my femme name while pointing to me when I was in drab. Later I asked the organizer to only refer to me by my femme name when I’m actually en femme.

On a much lesser note, two long estranged earrings were finally reunited today.

[Jodie_Lynn]

I was out with my ex-wife last weekend, lunch and a little retail therapy. At the restaurant, the waitress used the correct pronouns, and even said 'thanks ladies' when she presented the check. A dozen shops later, and I was feeling pretty good, had a few bags of things, and we had a great day.
The problem? My ex kept referring to me by my male name!

In the car, as gently as I could, I asked her to refer to me as "Jodie", or if that was too difficult, by "Lynne", since Jodie is close to my boy name.
She apologized and said it was hard for her, since she knew me as 'him' for so long. I didn't make a big issue of it, but did tell her she needs to get used to the new me.

[Molly Wells]

I've experienced the "sir" from SA's on several occasions. The most intentional use of the male pronoun I received while dressed was from a Border Patrol Agent. I had been working in a city on the TX/MX border. I was staying in a hotel on the TX side. I had my femme stuff with me and would dress at the hotel at night. When I finished my job I decided to drive back home in femme. So, with full make up, wig, dressed to travel, I left the hotel and headed home. About 15 miles from the border is a check point where you must stop, you typically just get asked, "are you an American Citizen?" Often times the agents will be standing on both sides of the vehicle when you stop. I had put my windows down on both sides, stopped and the agent on the passenger side asked about my citizenship. I replied, yes. The another agent standing next to him; in a loud, authoritative voice said, "Have a good day, SIR."

I thought what a jerk... there was no sign of the law enforcement tolerance training, respect, etc.

Oh well, I just went on and Had a Good Day!

Molly

[Teresa]

Patience,
Shopping outings have possibly raised the most smiles , sometimes I feel I should write them all down .

I'll go with this one , I was shopping for heels but in drab , a kind SA was showing me where to look ,as we walked she happened to ask how high did the heels need to be and how tall is the wearer ? So I relpied you're standing next to her !! She gave me a great dig in the ribs with a huge smile .

[abbiedrake]

I haven't been out en femme yet, but several SAs know I'm sometimes Abbie. Especially at my local Superdrug where I bought most of my makeup.
I often go in light hybrid mode - women's s jeans, women's sneakers, men's shirt with tweed waistcoat and jacket, topped off with a lick of mascara, lippy and concealer, occasionally eye shadow, and a splash of jewelery.
The SAs there say they love chatting to me cos I'm not like other men. They just have to put up with contentless grunts. That makes me sad.
But it did almost cause a minor incident when I went in with my wife. My wife doesn't approve of me going out dressed (yet...) but she knew I'd told these gals. But she wouldn't have been impressed if one of them referred to me as Abbie. Fortunately none did. Minor crisis avoided.
My shoes have caused a few stares, I must admit. I have some that are women's but borderline gender neutral. But my Joe Browns Carnival kicks? Oh they're ladies' alright! 😁

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Joe-Browns-Womens-Carnival-Summer/dp/B076FH2T7D

Love those puppies.
My wife would hate knowing that I went out in these. Good job she doesn't know.😬

[Andrea Chenowith]

At a restaurant with my wife. Myself dressed en femme. The waiter came over to take our orders and referred to me with male pronouns. He meant no harm. He was just going along doing his job not thinking about it. Neither my wife or I said anything. Acually no reaction from either of us. Later in the meal. He made a point of coming over. Admitting to us what he had done. Apologized profusely and gave us a free dessert to boot.

Had a similar thing happen a few weeks back when I was playing the slots. A waitress asked if I'd like something to drink, and I asked for a cranberry juice. Unfortunately, a frog caught in my throat and I didn't sound feminine in the least. Waitress was looking down at her tray and said "Yes, sir." As soon as she looked up, she said "I'm so sorry, ma'am."

When she delivered my drink, she made a point to say that my dress was gorgeous, and it was quite sincere..

[Ceera]

I went on a weekend mini-vacation with my daughter, to a kite festival on the coast. This was before I went full-time female, but I had decided I was going to spend the whole trip en-femme. At the time I did not yet have any credit cards with my female name on them. The hotel we checked into has very explicit pro-inclusion policies, with welcoming signs in the lobby windows saying all guests are safe there, regardless of race, creed, or LGBTQ status.

On checking in, the clerk asked for both my credit card that I had reserved the room with, and my Driver License as photo ID. Well, I calmly handed him the items, both of which showed my male name, and commented that the picture on the license didn’t resemble me much any more. The clerk, having just seen my male ID card, proceeded to welcome me with male pronouns. Despite me standing there with 40-D boobs, long hair, feminine makeup and nails, earrings, feminine voice, and wearing a blouse and skirt. I politely corrected him on the pronouns, and went to my room.

Not ten minutes later, the manager called my room and profusaely apologized for the clerk misgendering me. They got it right after that.

[Michellebej]

I think the one that comes to mind is almost in the category of a major incident, but....not quite! I was in Lane Bryants looking at the clothes in drab and just owned it when the SA ask me if were for me. She was real skinny and that struck me as strange for a Lane Bryants. After about 10 minutes she excused herself and went into the back room where I heard a long and continuous laughing. I didn't know whether to be embarrassed or mad!

The manager at the register looks at me with big big eyes, and immediately sends another SA associate in back and then walks to me. She says, "I am so, so sorry". She looks at the clothes I have in hand, three new bra's; a dozen panties; two skirts; a blouse; a dress; and a pair of shoes.

She says to me "You know Honey, Girls like you are a third of my business. There is no way I'm going to let this stand. Can I make it up to you by giving you store credit for $100 and the employee discount for the rest?"

What can I say, roughly $500 dollars worth of clothing turned into $250 in purchases. I have since shopped there many times and have been well treated. I've also never seen that employee again.

Let's see, I also, in my early days was just wearing an evening gown on Halloween, when I went into the pizza place to pick up a Pizza I had ordered. A young man opened the door for me, and I was startled and he then slammed the door, then took another look and then opened the door and said "I'm sorry...Mam?".

[abbiedrake]

I love the mixture of cringe, laughter, and triumph (sometimes epic fail but meh, what you gonna do?) in this thread.

[BrendaPDX]

I don't get out much, when I do I try to blend, but every so often I get the stop dead and stare look. I just keep walking.

[Patience]

Better write it down while I remember it.

The other day, I went back to the music store to pick up the guitar I dropped off for repair a week ago (for that story, click here (https://www.crossdressers.com/forums/showthread.php?263957-Broke-my-dry-spell-with-a-mixed-bag-of-an-outing&highlight=)).

It was a nice warm day, so I put this outfit together:

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Please stop looking up my skirt. Thank you.

Anyway, as I was walking toward the store, I sorta caught up with these two guys who were streaking, I mean, other than caps, sunglasses, and these flimsy thing covering their naughty bits, they were completely stark naked. (sorry, not pictures)

As I walked past them ( they were taking their time), I said to one: "And people complain about me! The guy turned towards me, saw how I was dressed and laughed out loud. It was a funny moment.

I went on, collected my guitar and ran the rest of my errands, kicking myself for having left my camera at home.

[KimberlyJean]

I was walking into the restroom in my local Target this past Sunday, there were a couple of young girls coming out so I moved out of their way and sudendly their mother ran right into my chest. After a couple of awkward sorries and excuse me's we passed and I made my way to the stall and peed. Coming out of the bathroom her and her husband and the rest of her family were just outside the door. My first thought was that there was going to be trouble, a husband and little girls, but she turned away from me and I heard "there she is." At first I was panicked but then I realized she said "there she is", I went on about my shopping and didn't see them again. I think she was embarrassed about almost planting her face in my boobs and didn't even think about anything else.

[closets]

i'll add that sometimes store clerks will not use any pronouns. so rather then saying, "can you help her?" they'll just say, "can you help." and avoid pronouns completely. it is a little odd since there sentence stops short. but it's better then getting sir'd in front of their co worker, who may or may not be reading you

[Shelly Preston]

This is very minor but in a good way.

I was out grocery shopping today.

When I get to the checkout the young lady at the on the till said.

We are nicely colour coordinated today. I just said yes and smiled.

It just happens my waterproof jacket is Fuschia which matches my nails and lipstick.

[Majella St Gerard]

Eva Bella,
I hang out in the gay community and that flamboyant gay fellow definitely threw shade your way. Believe me honey.

[IleneD]

Good Lord..... you are talking to the Queen of Minor & Embarrassing Incidents. (where do I begin?)

There was the time I was DWD (Driving While Dressed) in the convertible when a delivery truck driver called out to me at an intersection. The only voice I could muster was my male baritone.

Probably the best one was when I locked myself out of a B&B I was staying at (and dressing). I was on a long 250 mile bicycle trip and stayed at a nice wine town on the banks of the Mo River. Late in the evening I went out into the B&B courtyard for a final glass of wine. I left my keys inside the building and found myself locked out. There were very few guests at the time and no one was answering my knocks on the door and windows. After many hours of desperate searching for a way in, and with the specter of being discovered IN A DRESS in the B&B courtyard in the morning..... I broke a door window with a rock and retrieved my keys and room. I ended up paying the owner for the repairs. He was a good sport about it. The Owner told me he saw the security cam video of me trying to get in (and understood). He also saw me dressed up. Thankfully, he was very cool about it and generous. I gifted him with a fine bottle of Scotch.

Some of the WORST experiences, however, happened as the result of Inadvertent Coming Out; like the time my sister-in-law, my (adult) daughter and granddaughter caught a view of "grandpa" dressed as a woman on my very big screen TV. The women were showing photos off a USB stick, and one of my early CD photos was left in the file. (damn it). My 4 yr old granddaughter saw me first. "Hey, that's Boppa in a dress !". The women turned to see it much to their amazement. Thank God I was wearing my favorite spirit dress, and looked great in the picture. But...... the accident generated a whole lot of bad feelings and discontent.
Be careful out there, ladies.

[Patience]

I love the mixture of cringe, laughter, and triumph (sometimes epic fail but meh, what you gonna do?) in this thread.As do I, Abbie.

I'm due for another outing. I'm feeling the itch.

[Angela Marie]

About 12 years ago my wife, then fiancee, went to Las Vegas. I had told her about my dressing when we first met so there were no issues there. I scheduled a makeover in our hotel room. The girl did a fantastic job. My wife had never seen me dressed before and her jaw dropped when it was complete. I' about 5ft 6 140 pds so I usually do pretty well. Anyway I went down for a drink at the hotel bar; wearing a tight red dress and heels. I was sitting at the bar and there were two couples at a table next to me. I heard one of the men say "that's a call girl" Since call girls in Vegas are generally pretty good looking I took that as a compliment lol. When I told my wife she had a good laugh.

[Patience]

First consultation with my urologist went fine. I'm in great shape as he was complimenting. "Let's just do a quick check on your prostate."
Pink lacey FOTL panties are so comfortable and part of everyday attire under my uniform. I don't know if I heard a giggle or a snicker but, he was very professional
with the task at hand.That's pretty brave. I dress even more drab than usual when I know I’ll have to take my pants off at the doctor's. I guess it would be like wearing lipstick when going to the dentist.

[Karen Lee]

I was in the garden a few days back mowing the lawn in some lovely tight shorts and a top the clearly showed a couple of bumps, when a delivery guy calls over the fence saying he has a parcel for me... no place to hide had to go to the front door to collect it, no wig, no makeup Oops 😂

[Genifer Teal]

Someone recently said. . . If it wasn't for your voice. . . I suppose I should see the compliment but it still bothered me. What if they had said you know your hands are the only thing that really gave it away. What do I do then? Chop my hands off? From that point on I'll always focus on my large hands. Not saying they're large just an example. So yeah now I'm focused on my voice. Sucks. Whenever you tell someone this is good except for or whatever you're going to make them focus on the one thing that's not acceptable.

[Patience]

I wouldn’t be disappointed by that comment, Genifer. It means all other aspects of your dressing are really working.

Of all things we need to work on to feminize ourselves, the voice is probably the hardest one to master. The good news is it is possible (at least in principle; I don’t know your voice) to train one’s voice to sound more feminine. You can’t train your hands to be smaller.

[Patience]

Last weekend, I went to an event where a lot of people knew I dressed. Only I went in drab.

I met one friend at the party and he said, “Hey, you’re you!”. I didn’t totally get the gist of what he was saying when he said he didn’t have to call me by my “other name”.

I thought that was kind of funny.