Phyliss
11-06-2008, 10:03 AM
About a month or so ago, I was in the local Payless buying a pair of shoes, ( brown pumps with a 3” heel) , as I was checking out I happened to notice a lady coming in the door, ( the day manager at my local gym, she knows me, but not “about” me ). Quick thought, hide or not. (scruit , one word meaning “I don’t care” ). Couldn’t have hid if I’d wanted to, she spotted me and waved as she walked over to me. “ what did you buy, what did you buy, lemme see, lemme see, “ in her friendly infectious way. Nice person, I really like her.
Of course I had to show them off. Didn’t feel one bit embarrassed. “ Cute shoes” was her comment. I mentioned that finding a nice pair of brown heels in my size had been a chore, and I was happy to find these. She commented that they looked comfortable and went on to say that she was looking for a pair of sneakers for herself.
Bid each other a good day and I left. Felt kinda good, not having to have to “explain myself”
I should mention that on a number of occasions when I see her at the gym I compliment her on her finger nails. Always has some nice artwork done to them. She’s mentioned that I have some decent looking nails also, ( acrylic overlay in a pale shear pink)
So, slowly I’ve been opening the proverbial “closet door” to her. Earlier this week I asked her if it wouldn’t be too much trouble to pull up a printout of my recent attendance at the gym , ( I keep a journal of what I do and when I do it there. Just wanted to check my dates of going ) .
“Sure no problem” she said , asked my member number and in a few computer strokes handed me a sheet with a listing from the past month. Usual listing of personal information. Name, age, address, things like that, in the section of “gender” there was an interesting note. ( I’m sure it’s some kind of computer glitch or oddity in the program, but…). For “gender” it listed me as , “ BOTH “ . ( Couldn’t help but think of Karen at that instant ) Laughed out loud and she asked what was so funny. Showed her the notation and asked her if “ THEY “ knew something about me, and was I THAT obvious.
Her only response was, “ You gotta live your life your way”
Now, I didn’t really come right out and “admit” anything, but I really didn’t leave a whole lot of room for doubt. This morning, I went over there to use the “electric beach”. She handed me the key to the #4 room which just got some new bulbs yesterday.
“ That room also has some mirrors to check yourself when you get dressed after tanning”
Couldn’t resist.
“ Oh goody , make sure I’m all properly tucked and my butt looks cute , plus be sure my straps aren’t showing.”
“ Exactly, wouldn’t want to be too revealing now would we?”
When I was finished , I handed her the key and noting that the place was kinda slow at that time , I took the opportunity to say “Thank You “ to her for being non judgmental about me.
At first she didn’t get what I was referring to and I though for a second “ Oops , I’ve gone over the line when I didn’t need to. “ Another second went by and she made “the connection” saying “ As long as you’re not hurting me or yourself, do what you want”
Had a lovely chat from that point on. Maybe it only lasted 10 minutes or so, but now she “knows” and it feels good to be “out” a bit more to those people who I come in contact with on a regular basis.
It was only 3 years ago that the very idea of “telling” somebody else would send shivers through me.
FREEDOM is so good
Of course I had to show them off. Didn’t feel one bit embarrassed. “ Cute shoes” was her comment. I mentioned that finding a nice pair of brown heels in my size had been a chore, and I was happy to find these. She commented that they looked comfortable and went on to say that she was looking for a pair of sneakers for herself.
Bid each other a good day and I left. Felt kinda good, not having to have to “explain myself”
I should mention that on a number of occasions when I see her at the gym I compliment her on her finger nails. Always has some nice artwork done to them. She’s mentioned that I have some decent looking nails also, ( acrylic overlay in a pale shear pink)
So, slowly I’ve been opening the proverbial “closet door” to her. Earlier this week I asked her if it wouldn’t be too much trouble to pull up a printout of my recent attendance at the gym , ( I keep a journal of what I do and when I do it there. Just wanted to check my dates of going ) .
“Sure no problem” she said , asked my member number and in a few computer strokes handed me a sheet with a listing from the past month. Usual listing of personal information. Name, age, address, things like that, in the section of “gender” there was an interesting note. ( I’m sure it’s some kind of computer glitch or oddity in the program, but…). For “gender” it listed me as , “ BOTH “ . ( Couldn’t help but think of Karen at that instant ) Laughed out loud and she asked what was so funny. Showed her the notation and asked her if “ THEY “ knew something about me, and was I THAT obvious.
Her only response was, “ You gotta live your life your way”
Now, I didn’t really come right out and “admit” anything, but I really didn’t leave a whole lot of room for doubt. This morning, I went over there to use the “electric beach”. She handed me the key to the #4 room which just got some new bulbs yesterday.
“ That room also has some mirrors to check yourself when you get dressed after tanning”
Couldn’t resist.
“ Oh goody , make sure I’m all properly tucked and my butt looks cute , plus be sure my straps aren’t showing.”
“ Exactly, wouldn’t want to be too revealing now would we?”
When I was finished , I handed her the key and noting that the place was kinda slow at that time , I took the opportunity to say “Thank You “ to her for being non judgmental about me.
At first she didn’t get what I was referring to and I though for a second “ Oops , I’ve gone over the line when I didn’t need to. “ Another second went by and she made “the connection” saying “ As long as you’re not hurting me or yourself, do what you want”
Had a lovely chat from that point on. Maybe it only lasted 10 minutes or so, but now she “knows” and it feels good to be “out” a bit more to those people who I come in contact with on a regular basis.
It was only 3 years ago that the very idea of “telling” somebody else would send shivers through me.
FREEDOM is so good