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Not Taking Account Of His Gender

| UK | Working | November 22, 2013

(Note: I am a female to male transgender person. My voice is very masculine, but companies can be slow to process my name change.)

Me: “Hi there, I can’t seem to connect to my internet.”

Tech: “Can I have the name on the account, please?”

Me: “It’s [My Name].”

Tech: “That is not the name on the account. Can I speak to the account holder?”

Me: “Speaking. You must not have processed my name change yet. I used to be [Birth Name].”

Tech: “But [Birth Name] is a girl’s name.”

Me: “Yes, I’m a female to male transgender person.”

Tech: “What? What’s that?”

Me: “Well, I was assigned female at birth, but I transitioned so I’m male now.”

Tech: “What you’re describing is impossible.”

Me: “Right… well… can I get some help with my internet or not?”

Tech: “Not unless I can speak to the account holder.”

Me: “Okay, can I speak to someone again to get my name changed on the system?”

Tech: “Not unless I can speak to the account holder.”

Me: *sighs*

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Trying In Vein, Part 3

| Annapolis, MD, USA | Working | November 22, 2013

(When I was ten, I needed to get shots for school, as my family had a knowledge of my disdain for needles. This day, though, I was feeling brave.)

Nurse: “Would you like the gas, or can I just inject you while you’re awake?”

Me: “I’ll take the needle.”

Nurse & My Mom: “Good job!”

(The nurse takes her first move towards me, and I have my arm as still as I can manage it.)

Nurse: “Alright, just one clean stab and you should be good to—drat, missed the vein. Alright, second try—nope, third time’s the charm? No—how about the fourth time?”

(At this point my arm has become a pin cushion. I start crying aloud, and I cut her off before she can make the fifth attempt. There has been a solid break of about a minute while she repositions each time, and after the first time, which I presume I flinched on, she has been holding my arm rather tightly.)

Me: “Maybe we should switch to the gas?”

Nurse: “Okay. What flavor?”

Me: “Root Beer…”

(I wake up an hour and a half later. I was informed it took 21 attempts for her to get the needle in correctly by my mom!)

Trying In Vein, Part 2
Trying In Vein

Pumping For Gas And Information

| Naugatuck, CT, USA | Working | November 22, 2013

(I go to a specific gas station almost every day because I like their prices, coffee, and staff. Today, five of their gas pumps are all down at once, causing a huge line of cars.)

Me: “Is everything okay? I noticed a lot of gas pumps with the ‘out of order’ bag over them.”

Cashier #1: “Gee, I don’t know. There’s a HUGE gas truck out in the parking lot, and several pumps are down. Hmmm…”

(I notice she’s being overly sarcastic, as if the answer is obvious.)

Cashier #1: “Maybe it’s because we’re low on gas and people swarm here and guzzle it all down? Did you ever think of that?! UGH!”

(She leaves to go have a cigarette, and I turn to the other cashier.)

Me: “Long morning?”

Cashier #2: “You have NO idea!”

Get Lost In Your Rock And Roll

| Related | November 22, 2013


Not A Gifted Father

| USA | Related | November 22, 2013

(Today is my birthday, while my step-sister’s birthday is a week away. I go over to my father’s house after picking up my step-sister from school. He asks me to stay for dinner, but does not say anything about my birthday. After dinner, my dad comes out with a big wrapped box.)

Dad: “I could not wait any longer! I had to give the birthday gift to my special girl!”

(My dad puts the gift in front of my step-sister.)

Dad: “I know it’s a week away [step-sister], but I could not hold off any longer!”

(I wait for a while, but my father does not pull out any gifts for me, or even say happy birthday. I am holding back tears the rest of the night. But the next day, my mom and step dad surprised me with ‘Book of Mormon’ tickets! I also had a great birthday dinner with my mom and step-dad’s family. Also a few months later, my dad gets mad that I don’t wish him a happy birthday, and calls me an “awful selfish daughter.” I have since stopped talking to him, and I have a much better life!)

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