Unfiltered Story #28379

I am married to a beautiful transgender woman. One night while I’m at work, she goes to the restaurant next door to my office to grab a drink and dessert. It should be noted that we’re friends with the owner and many of the staff know us as well. A man sits down the bar from her and edges closer and closer until he is in the seat next to her and staring at her from 3 inches away.

My wife: “Can I help you?”

Man: “I’m just trying to figure out what you are.”

She got up and moved to the other end of the bar. The bartender immediately called the manager over and the man was asked to leave.