con coda: a tranny moment

[sistawendy]

I forgot a couple of incidents in the last entry. I'm chatting with mamishka in the hallway in my Hester Prynne outfit when a girl of eleven or so comes up to me and asks, "Are you really a lady?"
I laughed. "No," I answer. She seems a little freaked, but I don't think too much of it.

Fast forward a few hours. I pass the same girl in the hallway, when she volunteers, "You don't really look like a girl."
"Oh well," I shrug.

Yeah, I could have pointed out to her that she had to ask earlier. L'esprit d'escalier. Besides, I was on my way elsewhere, and I was picking up a hostile vibe from her. How sad. I wonder where she got it.

Comments

[imflying.livejournal.com]

Kids say the darnedest things. To anyone, really. Mostly because they are naive to certain things simply because of their youth. A blue-haired friend of mine told me he was at a bank and heard a little boy ask his mom why that man had blue hair. The woman told the child it was because he's magic. That is the kind of parent most naive children need. I've encountered parents who steer their kids in the other direction upon seeing me, parents who ask their children questions like, "she's pretty isn't she?" when they notice them staring, parents who cover their children's eyes and give me dirty looks, etc... it all depends on what part of the area you are in. People should raise their kids to have more respect for every type of person.