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Exellent post Dawn Marie.
I had a recent experience of being the object of laughter for teenage girls very recently. While shopping in male mode (as always) I was in the lingerie section looking at nighties.
As I was engrossed in trying to determine if I could fit into a size medium, a group of teenage girls walked by and I could hear them laughing and gigling saying.
"Is he looking at bras, ha, ha! He is looking at bras, ha, ha!" The only thing that went through my mind was "Can I fit into this size medium? Were they just laughing at me? Don't care. You know what I think I can fit into a size medium!" and that was it for that dreaded experience. On a much lighter note the size medium fit perfectly and in the end that's all that really matters.
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On about my 5th song of karaoke the other night I took off my heels. There was a group of young people sitting just off the side of the stage. They had been cheering me on or so I thought, but this time one of the men shouted where are your high heels? Then he told me to shake my skirt. I had a hard time not laughing about it. Why should I care I was a man in a dress with a beard. There was a girl sitting at the table next to me and she hugged me and told me that I was a great singer. I think if you let it bother you then you just need to laugh it off. Billie Jean
