I don’t get too many “HA!” moments but when they happen, they are fantastic. I’m teaching this week in Manhattan (Wall Street area). The staff there know me well and the students are random. I’ve yet to have the same student twice. That said, this is still not a place I’m fully comfortable in using the “right” washroom. So I cower quickly in and out of the “forced” washroom. Tonight, as I was leaving it, I nearly ran into a woman. She looked at me, apologized and then did a double-take on the door.
And then a double-take on me.
“HA! Gotcha, didn’t I?” was all I could think.
This would indicate that I’m passing more and more as the gender that I am and should be. I suspect the top surgery will be the final test. The only challenge now is to address the name change and figure out when that would be best to do. I’m trying to figure out if I should do it before or after top surgery. I might do it before if I have a later summer surgery and do it after if I manage to get it in the spring.
Anyways, it made my afternoon as I trudged back home through the snow that had fallen throughout the day. I think tomorrow I’ll have to wear my boots.