A transvestite coming into my local nail salon for a manicure. Proper false nails and everything.
At first I thought she was just a miserable-looking woman. The staff there are very cheery people and they always have a hearty hello for anybody that walks through the door. And when I didn’t see this woman reciprocate, I thought “how rude”. She made no eye contact with anybody and spoke in a really low voice when spoken to.
And then I looked closer, (without looking too obvious, I think) and I saw the wig. And then I saw the rest of the outfit, the hands, the stature and size of the woman and it dawned on me that she was a transvestite. She probably didn’t want to speak too loud to give away too much of her voice.
Then I thought, cool. A transvestite getting her nails done in my salon. Although I’ve been going on and off for years and couldn’t understand why it was only the first time I’ve seen her. In the salon or about town. Or maybe I have seen in her in regular clothes and I haven’t recognised her. Who knows?
As I said, that was cool to see, it’s not something I see too often in my quiet town. As long as she didn’t have better legs than me. I hate when that happens.