Two stories today!
First (going chronologically), I met a new guy today. New co-worker, that is, or at least for the next week that I’ll be working, haha. But anyroad, his name is Phil, and I introduced myself to him along with two other people. Later, the first time talking to him after introducing myself, he comes up to me and he’s like: “So, you’re (Charles), right?”
Of course I said yes, that was my name.
“Oh, okay, cool. I like your hair, by the way. It’s cute, you look cute.”
“Oh, thank you!”
“Sure,” and without even a pause, he asks, “So, are you a lesbian?”
“HAHA! No, no, I like men a little too much for that.”
“Oh, okay, sorry, it’s just that I have this lesbian friend that I know would like you, you’re just that cute.”
Second, and LMAO, okay. I work with this guy, Steven, who calls himself ‘Cold Pizza’ I truly think off a joke I once with made with him, but I don’t really think he likes me, because he’s always bossing me around and having a little attitude with me, even though I’ve apologised for being snarky with him many times before. So anyroad, and he always asks me this,
“So what happened to ‘Charles’? Is that your alter-ego?” because I used to write the name Charles all the time on my cups.
“Yeah, it’s my preferred name.”
He laughs, “Oh, so are you going to move to England and get a sex change?” I think he was joking.
“Yes, exactly!” I think he thought I was joking.
“Oh, okay. Damn, I knew it! I knew you were!”
Later, we’re just standing around, and he’s suddenly like, “Matt’s hair is longer than yours! Haha!” Like he’s trying to tease me.
Jim cuts in, “Yeah, so? Matt’s hair is also longer than mine. It’s longer than yours, Cold Pizza.”
I’m not saying anything, but inside, I’m just like… ‘Lmao, really? I just told you I was a transman today, less than an hour ago, and you think that saying that my hair is shorter than another boy’s will offend me?’