Seriously. Even if I wasn’t a transgendered guy, why would someone refer to me as “honey”? It happened this morning while at the post office. I was putting together an envelope to send back a clarification note to Revenue Canada (I claim I’m owed $3,500 and they say I owe $4,200 — a bit of a difference of opinion, particularly in regards to the date of departure from Canada: they think it’s April 07 when it really was Dec 2007). Anyways, I wasn’t too impressed with the post office opening 15 minutes late — a consistent habit of theirs I should have remembered — but I was even less impressed when I got called “honey” by the male representative behind the glass. I’m sure he was trying to be polite but “honey” to me feels deragatory or something. Perhaps I was still overly annoyed at the fact that they were evidentally late (their receipt machine even matched up time with my cell phone so I know they were late).
I dunno. I suspect there is more of a desire to maintain traditional roles here in the US than elsewhere. I have been finding more and more that this nation, for all it’s claims for being forward thinking and open-minded, has been less so in my experience. The factor that likely leads the way is how the nation developed from a basis of Puritan values to the modern day Christian evangelical views that we see today. The percentage of those that are truly open-minded seems small. Smaller still, in my humble opinion, are those that I would say are “true Christians”: those are, to me, people who respect the path that God has given to others.
Oh.. and as I write this, my only personal phone seems to be the central magnet for cold-calling computer run telemarketers. The so-called “Do Not Call List” is crap. I’ve put my phone number on it now for 3 months and still get these things. What’s the freakin’ point? And why isn’t their marketing team being a little more intelligent about this stuff? I’m getting calls about my “car warranty” expiring.
DUMB ASS, I do not drive, do not have a license and certainly don’t have a car.
Go far away, please.
Is it Tuesday yet?