Unfiltered Story #57181

(My friend and I are having dinner in a fairly up-scale restaurant. She is a transgender woman, but her transition was almost twenty years ago. Although she is about six feet tall, there is nothing about her that looks particularly masculine in my opinion. She has long hair and is wearing a tank top and skirt. When the server brings our food, this exchange occurs:)

Server: Would you like another drink, sir?

Friend: No thank you.

(After he leaves)

Me: Did he just call you “sir”?

Friend: Welcome to my life.