real men don’t eat vegan quiche
I’ve been “misgendered” quite a lot this week,1 in a variety of contexts. And I feel like I can’t really remark on it, either at the time or afterward. Even online, because even online people have their ideas about who they think I am.
Reacting to someone’s assumptions usually means committing to whichever side of the gender line they don’t think I’m on, and that’s usually going to be taken as a correction. I’m not interested in either of those things.
So I just celebrate on the inside.
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I’m basically almost always being misgendered, by almost everyone, but this week there’s been an uptick in the number of people who “get it wrong” according to most people’s idea of what’s “right”. ↩
