Today I went out to lunch with three co-workers, who all happened to be female. When our server came to the table he greeted us with a “hello, ladies.” He never corrected himself even when he went around the table to take our order. It probably ought to be mentioned that I was not trying to pass, and was fully in boy-mode at the time. Heck, I’m not out at work and none of the co-workers corrected him either.
Guess my super-secret boy disguise is starting to slip a bit. And that’s just fine with me.
(I really do need to get some pictures up here on the blog though, so you non-locals can see how I’m looking these days.)