At the Grocery Store. In the checkout line...
I had stopped by to buy some things on my way home. Just some basics. Eggs, milk, bread, and a few other items.
The only sticking point was the package of adult beverage in my cart.
Once I had everything I was ready to pay and go home. I usually do the self-checkout. But there was an empty checkout line and the woman at the register was just standing around. So I thought it might be more fun to do it this way.
I was wearing an above-the-knee patterned skirt. That was paired with a floral-patterned top that wraps in at the waist and has a plunging V neckline. With my standard padding plus a waist cincher I had an outrageous hour-glass shape going. The icing on the cake was light colored stockings with some black 3" sling back heels.
So now I'm loading my items on the conveyor, and the woman starts scanning. She had gotten a great look at me as I was approaching her lane. She kind of looked me over and didn't say anything. I wasn't too sure what she was thinking, but felt I was passing. It was all very low-key until she scanned the adult beverage. I had strategically placed it at the end of all my items, so she scanned it last.
Of course she asks for my ID. Usually they just scan the back of my DL as I hold it, so my picture is never showing. For whatever reason she wanted me to hand it to her. So I did with the back facing her. The scanner didn't work after a few tries so she turned the card over and saw my guy picture on the license. She kind of did a double take and looked at me a couple of times. Then she said...
"This isn't you..."
She said it in a genuine way, and almost expressionless. After an awkward moment passed I said...
"That *is* me."
She was completely confused, so I repeated it again, saying...
"That is me" while I nodded my head, smiling sweetly.
It still took her a few seconds as the gears were spinning in her mind. Finally the scanner worked, and she moved on with finishing the transaction. Now there was a guy in line right behind me and within easy earshot. I think he missed all that discussion while he was distracted loading his things on the conveyor.
I'll say the cashier was politely discreet. The only other thing she said was...
"Do you get that a lot?"
I just said "Not often!". LOL
I'd liked to have talked to her a little more. I'm sure she had questions. This was probably the most interesting thing that happened during her shift! But we just finished the transaction while a young kid bagged my groceries. I left with no other interactions.
When out in public I'm constantly evaluating people's reactions to me. I don't get much in the way of reactions these days, so it seems I'm doing OK with passing as a woman in general.
It's not often I've had the chance to get direct and honest feedback on whether I'm passing. So this event was kind of unusual and fun.
I told my GF about this last night when we went to bed. She's just like "why would you ever think you aren't passing? You are!"
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