So maybe I got too heated…

November 14, 2011

It is my understanding that not everyone can see my last post?  Bummer, I’m tryna work it out…

Today I  screamed in the middle of my bank.  Perhaps a bit much, I’m sure I disrupted conversations, I’m also sure I am now the topic of a lot of conversations, none-the-less I made quite the scene at a local SECU.  I was there to cash a check from one of my employers (one whom I haven’t yet had a conversation about my transgenderism because it seems irrelevant to the work that I’m doing) and was refused because the check was written to Peter and not my birth name.  Naturally, I threw a fit because there is nothing more upsetting than being told that I can’t have access to the money that I earned because I haven’t told my boss that I have a vagina instead of a penis.  Literally, the ONLY PERSON currently in my life that doesn’t know that I’m transgendered is my boss. It’s like life saying: Uh-oh, you missed a spotWe’re gonna put you on hold until you make sure everybody knows that you are trans. Why would you ever think you could get away with that? 

As if that weren’t enough, I got the nastiest, snottiest look from the manager that I screamed at as he told me: Listen, this isn’t our problem, ma’am.  It’s yours and until you do something about it, we won’t be able to help you. I called his boss and then his boss’ boss. I got my check cashed, told the manager that I had a dick big enough to fill his mouth if he ever wanted a cock to suck on, and flipped him off as I left.

I guess this is another one of those examples of everyday things that should be easy, but can be quite difficult.  One of those things that you don’t think of as being a struggle until someone brings it to your attention.  It’s a shame that it has to be that way, but I guess when I cool off and take a look at it then I understand why it is difficult for a bank to accept something like that.  I mean, if that were acceptable then people could just cash all kinds of checks written to other names.  I just wish that maybe they could put it somewhere in my file that I also go by Peter (I would be happy to provide evidence of that if needed).

Moral of this story:  I don’t take no shit from nobody. (Cool Runnings, anyone?)

Other Moral:  Gotta get my name changed ASAP.

In other news, I am speaking on campus tomorrow about being transgender outside of the gender binary.  If you’d like more information then feel free to email me or message me about it, but for the safety of myself and the other panelists I’m not gonna post the details here.  It’s gonna be a good talk!