from the Gerbil’s Medical Quirk Files, number 762
Thankfully, we hardly ever get this kind of reaction (that we notice? Minus the one lady a few years ago who was so disgusted when we sat down next to each other and held hands, she picked up her tray after a few minutes of making little scoff noises and stinkfaces, and stormed off to a spot in the fast food joint where we weren’t in her line of sight anymore/possibly out of range for giving her cooties). Though I wonder how often nobody says anything due to folks thinking I’m a girl, ’cause obviously I’m there with a guy and am tiny, have no facial hair, or whatever else, I don’t even know.
Heteronormativity is weird, s’all I’m sayin’