This is funny (to me at least). A few years ago while engaged in a different hobby, I took a trip with some guys to an outing in Kentucky. They were part of a different group than the one in which I am a member. We car pooled in three vehicles, about 4 to 6 guys in each. I had been around these guys before so we were all at ease with each other. On route, out of the blue, one guy looks at me and says, "You're a cross dresser, aren't you."

I only hope my mouth didn't actually drop like it did in my mind. My only response was "What ...?"

It turns out that among this particular group the term "cross dresser" indicated something completely unrelated to women's clothing, and was strictly used in reference to that hobby. Once explained, I had to agree that I fit their description. But, I'll never forget that feeling. Now, I chuckle at the memory.