The summer is coming to an end and the tourist season is slowing down. My job is very busy in the summer because I am a locksmith, and people are always losing their keys on the beach or getting drunk and dropping them off a pier, etc. anyways, I have been struggling to keep my marriage together all summer with various compromises but it seems diplomacy has failed and separation is occurring with divorce on the horizon. It's ok, though. I've come to grips with it and have been much happier since the decision has been agreed upon. We still live together for financial reasons, but we aren't. "Together" and we've been getting along better than we have in years. What's funny is she still comes to me for lovins sometimes when she feels the itch...haha...we are both seeing other people, too, right now which has made it easier for both of us to keep it going. Nothing serious, but I've found a sweet woman who absolutely adores the fact that I am trans. She considers herself bisexual, and on our third "date" I told her. Her response was " do you have any idea how much MORE I like you now!?" My wife also is seeing someone and just as I had figured, she found the dirtiest, foulest, most unsavory MAN she could find. He's the guitarist for a local punk band and we are polar opposites on the scale of hygiene and appearance. Sorta makes me smirk because I know that's not what she wants, she's just trying to make a point. I am also trying to make a point which is the POINT of this post to begin with..I started out talking about work and what I do. Well, on Sundays, I am on call only and do not have to root into the office. I just go from job to job unlocking cars, making keys, etc. most of the people are from out of town and ill never see them again......soooo on Sundays, I started dressing slightly more femme and wearing just a tiny bit of makeup. My hair is getting longer now and pretty much my whole life have been on and off mistaken for a woman, well....I would say 9 out of 10 of my Sunday customers don't even give me a second look, they think I'm a girl locksmith. And occasionally I run into one that just doesn't, oh well...whatever...but two Sundays ago I was called to make keys for a Toyota truck close to the beach. The man was from Georgia and was leaving town the next morning, that is, as long as I could make his keys! Well, that day I was feeling pretty anyway, but I had girl jeans, a cami tank and bra, a little makeup on and I guess I looked cute because this man flirted and flirted with me! It took about 45 minutes to make his key because it was complicated and he was distracting me, but he just asked me questions about my life and I ended up telling him I have children and going through a separation, yadda yadda.....so he asked if the kids dad was a good father...and I didn't once lie!! I said yes he is, he's just got some issues to sort out and needs some time......not one lie was told!! However, this man believed I was a single mother of three children going through a divorce and working on a Sunday as a locksmith to make ends meet for my babies....there's only ONE part of this that's not true....obviously, I'm the father, not the mother...so I finished the. Key and his bill came to like $200 and he asked me if I took cash...of course! Lol. So he hands me $350 and told me to keep my chin up and that things were going to be fine for me. I started to cry and he could tell and I said I can't take this! But he insisted. He tipped me $150!!!!
So for the rest of the day "girly locksmith" felt sorta guilty, but then not really, because I am a single parent, working my ASS off on a sunday to provide for my babies and it felt really good. It felt REALLY good! That this man didn't even think for a second that I was just a dude in drag, which I'm not anyway, but a lot of people look at us like we are, my wife included.
SORRY THIS IS SO LONG!!!!!!!! But I haven't been on in a while and a lot has happened...one more thing real quick....I confided in one of my colleagues at work and he thought I should be open and honest with our employer so I did...that's right. IM OUT at work. Everyone I work with knows after brief one on one meetings I was told to have with everyone and now, every morning I get dressed, put on makeup and go to work as "Morgan" they're stil getting used to the name change as its only been since Friday, but I love the people I work with, and couldn't have asked for an easier work transition. Things are complicated but they're getting easier and I'm starting to see that light at the end of the tunnel