Yesterday I had to take my Rolls Royce into one of my least fave places to visit, the auto repair shop.
The visit started well enough when the guy called me "mam' and I immediately felt more at ease. But as usually happens, in the middle of the conversation, he became gender confused with me. This time I even tried to stay ahead of the curve and project a feminine aura.(To make sure I wasn't projecting any male vibes subconsciously) Which didn't seem to work either. I guess sooner or later I will have to get used to the fact that when I get up close and too personal with most of the public, I will be read as transgender.
It could be and has been worse though. At least no one has been outwardly cruel to me.
Plus every time it happens, I take the time to "go back to the drawing board" and examine what I can do to make my presentation a little bit better!