Driving Down Opinion Of Yourself

(I am transgender, and thus clearly have issues with body image, particularly when partially clothed, especially in public. One day my roommates want to go to the lake for a swim, which I am not interested in. After much cajoling I finally agree to go.)

Me: “Can we stop at the store so I can get next month’s bus pass?”

Roommate: “Sure. I would like a chocolate milk.”

(We get to the store and I get out, but notice she hasn’t made any motion to get up.)

Me: “Are you coming?”

Roommate: “Why?”

Me: “You said you wanted a chocolate milk.”

Roommate: *with immense smugness* “Yes, and what the driver wants, the driver gets!”

(I looked at her in absolute disgust and went to get my bus pass. She didn’t get her chocolate milk.)