Making a long story short, I was able to find all the things I needed, so I went to the check-out counter. Unfortunately, the clerk wearing a skirt was not at the register, so I was waited on by the girl in pants. A few seconds later, the "skirted clerk" appeared, and she was indeed wearing a skirt again that day. Unfortunate that she didn't wait on me. Darn it anyway - well, it gives me a reason to go back.
At least I was able to hear her voice, clearly, and it was not the least bit feminine, nor could I notice any makeup from about 5 feet away - she apparently offers no pretense of passing. Hopefully next time, we'll meet (I'll be sure to wear my most feminine outfit) and I'll get to talk, relaying how much I admire, and approve of, wearing skirts in the workplace. And with my standing in front of her in a feminine outfit doesn't put her at ease, nothing will.
When I finally got to Mom's, she was quite grumpy. Not sure why...but even giving her one of her favorite snacks didn't do much to help. So we listened to music from my computer and talked for a while, though she really wasn't in the mood for company, and I left after a shorter-than-usual visit. Hopefully tomorrow she'll be more talkative.
Next, I dropped off the antique railroad lamp at the shop to be prepped for painting. See picture of a slightly different type of lamp I previously restored, below:
The guy who met me last time I stopped (for a quote) wasn't there. But his associate was, and surprisingly, he already knew about me and my lamp, which needs glass beaded.
I can almost imagine their conversation after I left last time...."Some guy who dresses like a girl stopped by today, with a railroad lamp to be cleaned up. I quoted him a price, and he'll disassemble it and bring it back later. I'll do the work - you don't have to." "How will I identify him? Will he be wearing a skirt or dress?" "I don't think so. He identified himself as male. But he wears girl's outfits, and he sure looked like a girl to me. If he shows up tomorrow at noon, have him wait for me."
Let's hope they do a good job on it...I'll spray paint it outdoors on a warm day. like I have the other ones I've restored. Then I'll have the fun of reassembling it. When I'm done with it, I'll put it on display in the house...
More later...
Cheers,
Mandy
Too bad that you did not have a closer encounter with the clerk in a skirt. Was he wearing hose? Did you notice the shoes?.
ReplyDeleteIt is good that folks are talking and accepting.
Good luck with restoring the lamp.
Pat
Hopefully my next encounter (thrd one) will be the charm.
DeleteAs for her accoutrements, she (I'll use feminine forms of address till I know otherwise) was not wearing stockings. But her legs appeared hairless in a quick glance. Her shoes were not men's... They were more like women's loafers than ballet flats. And I didn't notice any jewelry or female hair style.
But also didn't see her "notice" me, either.
And she appeared to have total acceptance from co-workers and customers.
Thanks, I have a bit of fun with the old lamps...
Mandy