As you all probably know the big box construction stores contain almost as much testosterone as lumber. As I guy, I once restored an old house, so I used to know my way around them as well as the next man and truthfully are not my favorite places to go back to as a trans woman. Although I have rarely had a problem.
But I regress.
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The guy she found to do it obviously thought we were putting him out as he begrudgingly cut and slammed the boards down.
I watched with humor as Liz killed him with kindness and he finally helped her load the finished product into the cart.
I remembered not so fondly those male days of my life. Hopefully, the guy was able to get back to doing nothing and feeling good about it.