Paper Date

No, dont worry, I’m not signing up for any paper dating line, or any other kind of dating line, I was just looking for a play on words for the video.

Yes, a rare treat for some, but probably what people expect me to blog on occasionally, transgender issues.

Now dont get me wrong, I’m not the prettiest trans girl in the whole wide world, in fact, far from it. And lets face it, at my age, I wouldnt expect to be anyway! But at the same time, apart from a few sniggers from young people, I dont tend to attract much bad attention either.

Actually, in an ironic sort of way, it amuses me who does react sometimes. On a Friday, or Saturday evening in Leeds, many young girls seem to regard it as a challenge to wear as few clothes as possible, without being arrested for indecency. Yes, I’m sure you’ve seen them elsewhere, the skirt/dress barely covers their modesty, and wearing heels they can barely walk on. And if I finish at 9, or 9.15, they can be seen throwing themselves at men by that point, generally having over imbibed on alcohol, I trust.

But for all their behaviour, no, they arent the ones who inspired me to write this.

When I’m on a late shift (shift working wise, I’m on a run of 6 in a row!), I tend to stop off at the Sainsbury’s in Leeds, to get some food for my meal, before heading to work. Nothing exciting, I concentrate on calories to keep me going at those times, not gourmet delights. Outside the main entrance there are 2 men sat, selling the local evening paper. As much as I can tell, they arent the brightest bunnies in the world. Lets face it, if you are, you dont spend your days trying to sell newspapers to passers by, do you?

I dont think I’ve ever seen people buy one to be honest, probably because they are ‘slightly’ crazy in peoples eyes, for whatever reason. I’m not sure if its crazy, or mentally limited, but anyway…

One of them has recently taken to shouting at me as I go into the store, that I should act like a man with him. No, I just go hastily by, into the store, its not worth the hassle, but I do wonder what he means.

Does he want me to go and have a drink of beer (or something) with him, and talk about man issues, or what? I’m tempted to ask him if he wants me to put on a strap on, and take him up his back passage, but I doubt it somehow lol! Ironically, I think the only ones who take any notice are him, and his mate, and no one even looks at me when they are shouting at me, clearly their crazy reputation goes further than me!

Thing is, I’m not sure who employs them, I assume its the newspaper group, or would it be the supermarket? No, I’m not really likely to report them for transphobia, I think its as much amusement for their simple minds as anything else, but I do wonder? Until its more than words, I’ll leave it be for now, but given there is a Morrison around the corner, I have considered changing my loyalties. No, Sainsbury’s wont notice the difference with one person, but am I the only one?

Ah well, the delights of being trans, I guess?

The video, well, it rhymes with the blog title, some Genesis for your delight.

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