#butchproblems

I want boy clothes..... on my body..... Must. Assert. DOMINANCE.

OMG! There’s a woman in the bathroom that doesn’t look like “us.” At least that’s what I assume the double-take means when I’m in the bathroom, but no one has said anything. So much fun to start a new job.

Gotta be fair though- a bunch of folks have stopped by my cubicle to introduce themselves and are very nice.

But still, really with the second glance when I use the women’s room? Really?

When everyone thinks the freakiest part of your costume is your painted fingernails because you’re butch and don’t wear nail polish.

I’ve spent the past two years working on losing weight and getting into better shape. My biceps and forearms are pretty solid. (This isn’t meant as a brag, if it was there would be pics.)

Now when I roll up my sleeves (using the master roll), they’re too tight across my biceps and if I let them out, they’re Only marginally looser across my forearms.

The reason I’m rolling them at all is because the cuffs of many of my dress shirts are too big. So I’m going to have to suck it up and spend a day moving the buttons on a bunch of cuffs.