When bro is such a bro you completely forget he’s trans.
My wife’s got a friend this happens with all the time. She’ll be talking to him and something about our oldest will come up. She’ll make some remark to him thinking he’ll relate, entirely forgetting that he had to transition so he didn’t experience whatever it was the same way.
We have been working together for months already, then once he made a joke of aiming to be the first POC James Bond. That was the point I realized he’s not white. I of course seen he has a darker (brown) skin tone, but I didn’t pay any attention to it. Turns out he’s parents are from South Asia.
I learned that my coworker was a lesbian three times before it stuck. What made it stick was during a talk she was having about LGBT issues, where she referenced how obviously gay she looks. I guess the short hair with bright dye was a tell-tale sign to other people. I just enjoy chatting with her, and that sort of thing just didn’t come up very often.
This reminds me of a burn my wife gave to a random guy that decided to hit on her one day she was out running errands while I was taking care of the kids.
Deadass just first thing out of her mouth after he hit her with the “I won’t tell if you won’t,” to her saying she’s married. “Ew, I’m gonna need you to tell me what about any of this (gesturing to her entire Butch Lesbian look) made you believe I was straight so I can immediately remedy it.” I almost felt bad for the guy for a second. Almost.
However it was calibrated before I can promise it’s even worse now. I’m a straight dude. I’m a dudely dude. I dress like an extra on My Name is Earl. Other than crocheting and sewing my hobbies are all very “guy” hobbies. I’m currently sporting the worst mullet you’ve ever seen (it was a bet, ok?).
However, I get told with alarming regularity “I thought you were gay”. I think it’s because I’m friendly without trying to get in anyone’s pants.
When bro is such a bro you completely forget he’s trans.
My wife’s got a friend this happens with all the time. She’ll be talking to him and something about our oldest will come up. She’ll make some remark to him thinking he’ll relate, entirely forgetting that he had to transition so he didn’t experience whatever it was the same way.
I had a “similar” thing with a British colleague.
We have been working together for months already, then once he made a joke of aiming to be the first POC James Bond. That was the point I realized he’s not white. I of course seen he has a darker (brown) skin tone, but I didn’t pay any attention to it. Turns out he’s parents are from South Asia.
I learned that my coworker was a lesbian three times before it stuck. What made it stick was during a talk she was having about LGBT issues, where she referenced how obviously gay she looks. I guess the short hair with bright dye was a tell-tale sign to other people. I just enjoy chatting with her, and that sort of thing just didn’t come up very often.
This reminds me of a burn my wife gave to a random guy that decided to hit on her one day she was out running errands while I was taking care of the kids.
Deadass just first thing out of her mouth after he hit her with the “I won’t tell if you won’t,” to her saying she’s married. “Ew, I’m gonna need you to tell me what about any of this (gesturing to her entire Butch Lesbian look) made you believe I was straight so I can immediately remedy it.” I almost felt bad for the guy for a second. Almost.
My gaydar has been broken since the 80s. Whatever.
However it was calibrated before I can promise it’s even worse now. I’m a straight dude. I’m a dudely dude. I dress like an extra on My Name is Earl. Other than crocheting and sewing my hobbies are all very “guy” hobbies. I’m currently sporting the worst mullet you’ve ever seen (it was a bet, ok?).
However, I get told with alarming regularity “I thought you were gay”. I think it’s because I’m friendly without trying to get in anyone’s pants.
The mullet definitely would make me think you’re queer!
!crochet@lemmy.ca isn’t very active. I haven’t made anything in awhile either or I’d post something.
Good on you for not judging people by their looks.