Boobs will be Boobs

I have found that people treat me vastly different with them than without them.  Before I got them people were always nice and polite and treated me with respect.  However, now that I have boobs people make alot of assumptions about me.

First people assume I am gay,  I was sitting at a restaurant and these two guys were arguing over Obamas single handed distruction of a nation and I tried to keep to my own business but they put me in the middle of it.  I advised them that the only people that can take our nation away is us. 

The drunker of the two stated that is what all queers think, I advised I was not homosexual while I have no problems with adults sleeping with other adults whoever that might be I was not attracted to men.  This isnt the first time people have assumed I am gay, probably not the last.

The second assumption is that now that I have boobs I am weaker or dumber.  I went to pick up corners posts and h posts for my livestock fence when I called the shop they advised I needed to come by and pick them up.  I would need to load them as they had no one to assist.  When I arrived I was in a dress and the manager a male and a lady told me how heavy they were and I would probably need some help loading them.  I asked onhte phone and the lady was honest enough to explain that she didnt realize I would be looking different.  I advised just because I have boobs or wear a dress doesnt mean I am any dumber or less weak. 

On hindsight I think this journey has made me tougher.

Eating at Hooters with Hooters

I went to Hooters last friday.  I had been out and about running errands.  I was getting alittle hungry and thirsty so I thought I should get something to eat.  Hooters seemed just as good of a place as any  So I went to the Hooters in south OKC.  I initially was going to sit in the restaurant but settle for the bar.  I order 10 wings and a angry orchard.  Boy is Angry orchard tasty.


As I was sitting there I was making small talk with the bar tender she was friendly but busy.  We talked about life and everything else.  One of the patrons saw me sitting them in a dress and walked over and made small talk with me.  She was very polite asked inquisitive questions both personal and more generic and overall had a plesant conversation.   

I still have not got used to them as I am always spilling food on them and I tried carry boxes with food down some steps and they sure do get in the way alot.

I wonder if anyone else has noticed that