I had a meeting with a woman who is a Director-level on the team I support. It's a regular, bi-weekly meeting, but we hadn't met for a while (I've been hammered with a never-ending head cold the last 2 weeks). She had not seen me in a long while, not since I shaved off all of my facial hair 2 1/2 weeks ago. It totally caught her off-guard (I've also lost about 60 lbs. since last summer, so I've been physical transitioning already at work in many other ways). This woman is smart, strong, attractive, tough, and definitely no nonsense, and while I really like and respect her, I never really felt it was reciprocal. However, seeing me with my now baby face, she suddenly became chatty and we just had some non-work bonding going on. It was great! She revealed to me that she had her big 4-0 coming up, and she was worried about it. I smiled and said I was 52 -- 40 wasn't bad at all. She said, "Oh sure, but you aren't a woman." (I'm not out at work yet, and I haven't done anything more public than start letting my hair grow out.)
Her comment caught me completely off-guard, and I held a long pause, possibly smiled as I looked down at the floor, but ultimately said nothing. My mind raced between spilling the beans and then thinking this is not the time and place to come out yet, not to her, not this way, so I eventually broke the momentary silence by changing the subject and we continued our chat. But the long, pregnant pause I gave while my stupid brain struggled for some possible way to respond probably gave her a momentary reason to think "that's odd." While I don't have any reason to believe she suspects anything, when the day comes that I do come out to her team at work, I am quite sure she'll remember that moment of pause today.
The great thing is that today our little chat about non-work issues was a great bonding moment. I felt her finally start to warm up to me, which was really nice.
Just thought I'd share my silly, little story.
Karen