Transition Require Before You Can Tinkle
(A woman comes running out of the female shower room, in a towel, shrieking.)
Woman: “There’s a man inside there!”
Me: “What?! Anyone else? What’s he doing?” *to friend* “Go get staff.”
Woman: “I didn’t see anyone else. He’s just standing there half naked at the sinks.”
(A male and female staff comes over.)
Male Staff: “Is there anyone inside there?”
Female Voice: “I’m here! Alone.”
Female Staff: “Someone said there was a man in there.”
Woman: “There is! He’s shirtless.
Female Voice: “Sorry! That would be me. Just come in.”
(The female staff walks in and comes out a minute later.)
Female Staff: “It’s a boy kind of girl, wearing some skin colored binding.”
Woman: *relieved sigh* “Oh…”
(Some time later, I see a man walking around the hallways in the women’s quarters.)
Me: “Hey, miss? Or is it sir?”
Transman: *smiles* “Sir would be great. I’m a guy.”
Me: “Was that you in the showers earlier? I was outside when—”
Transman: “—a girl came out freaking about me?”
Me: “Yeah. Sorry that happened.”
Transman: “I don’t seem to fit anywhere. I can’t be with the men because there’s an F on my ID. And I freak out women.”
Me: “No, you do fit. I hope someday you wouldn’t have to be here, you belong with other men because you are one.”
Transman: “Thanks.”
(I kept in touch with him for a few years. Last I heard, his university allowed him to use the men’s washrooms and that he wants surgery after he gets a good job. He told me I was the first stranger, who wasn’t LGBTQ, who thought he might want to be called “sir”.)
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