Shh there's a lady present...

I love the fact that I am treated like a woman by most folks. In the last few days I've been reminded of this fact on 2 separate occasions.

Yesterday I was visiting with the owner of a bar that is refurbishing his establishment to see if he wanted to advertise his grand opening. There were contractors scurrying around like busy little bees, when one of the contractors yelled out "hey Bill, where the fuck do you want to run the God-damn wiring?" Bill quickly got red faced and shouted back "hey you moron, watch your language, there's a lady present." I just smirked and went back to my task at hand. Little did they know that I probably have a worse habit of profanity than they do. I wasn't about to point this out though, let the men think they are being polite around a lady. Which is another thing I am not, I may be female of sorts, but I ain't ever claimed to be a lady.

Today I was waiting on the owner of gun store for a bit. I was getting bored, so I went over to a display and picked up a hunting rifle. the look the guys got on their faces as I raised the gun in the proper fashion and fixed my sights on the head of some poor animal on the wall. I have shot many different guns in the past, one of my best friends was a gun nut for awhile and he let me shoot all the guns he had. He had everything from assault weapons before they were banned, to heavy duty rifles and pistols. The worse one to shoot were the 357 magnum handgun, and the 30/30 rifle. Man those had some kick. I've never been hunting though, it just seems so inhumane. I don't see how they can call something a sport, when only one of the players has all the equipment. Give the animals some weapons and teach them how to use them, then we can call it sport.

The guys must not have seen allot of women checking out the guns. One of the guys seemed turned on by a woman with a gun in her hand. The silence was deafening, until finally one of the guys yelled out to the owner "Hey Bob hurry up, she's getting so tired of waiting she's picking up guns to come get you." I smirked back and said "no, no don't rush him, I know he keeps his gun loaded, and I don't know what kind of ammo, this one takes." I got a pleasant chuckle back.

For all the sorrow having to wait for surgery brings into my life, it is nice to have the feeling that basically I am already a woman. I might still have my male anatomy, but only a handful of folks know that. Everyone else treats me as I appear a woman. It is hard to wait, especially when you can't even see your target on the horizon, for now I guess I'm going to have to take what I get, appreciate the little things, and keep trodding forward, trying to be ladylike of course.

Love to all,watch your language, and g'nite.