I just had to ask.
Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2004 10:21 am
Hi girls,
Two nights ago I took my children to the mall and let them go to thier favorite places, to spare them the boredom of looking at women's clothes and shoes, and me the boredom of looking at Video games and anime books and movies.
While walking through the mall I got really curious if I was offending people, but they were to worried about Political Correctness to say anything, or even look at me in disgust. As I have said many times before, I get treated better em femme then in boy clothes.
So I decided I would just ask. So a few feet away from me as I was approaching a security gaurd. I stopped and said "May I ask you a question? And I need you to be brutally honest. I will not be offended, I am just really curious. Are you offended by me being here dressed in women's clothes, or does in make you uncomfortable in anyway?"
He responded that it did not bother him at all, that he believed in letting other do what ever makes them happy. I thanked him and kept walking.
I came across a man sitting on the side of one of the fountains. He was mid to late 60's, and dressed very conservatively, silver hair cut in a traditional boys haircut. He did not have a mean look on his face, but he also did not have a pleasant one. I asked him the same question.
He resonded that he did not care what I did, and he did no want people caring what he did. I asked him again, even though he did not care, did it even make him uncomfortable? Again he replied that he really did not care what others do. I thanked him and started walking through the mall again.
Finally, a young woman looking at one of the small jewelry booths. Probably early 20's. I asked her the same question, and again the same response. She said she beleived in live and let live. I thanked her and continued walking.
As I walked I noticed that not that many people even looked at me, much less acknowledged me, and those who did either returned my smile or looked away as not to stare too long. A few spoke with a nod or the words, "how are you?"
I did not ask anyone else because so far my personal experience has suggested that no one really cares, and my questions had supported that view. While I concede this survey lacks control and technical merit to give it credence, one can not deny that even if people are uncomfortable with it, they are not willing to say so, which is what tolerance is.
"So if you think your life is complete confusion, because you never win the game. Just remember that, it's a grand illusion, deep inside we're all the same" Styx
Love always,
Elizabeth
Two nights ago I took my children to the mall and let them go to thier favorite places, to spare them the boredom of looking at women's clothes and shoes, and me the boredom of looking at Video games and anime books and movies.
While walking through the mall I got really curious if I was offending people, but they were to worried about Political Correctness to say anything, or even look at me in disgust. As I have said many times before, I get treated better em femme then in boy clothes.
So I decided I would just ask. So a few feet away from me as I was approaching a security gaurd. I stopped and said "May I ask you a question? And I need you to be brutally honest. I will not be offended, I am just really curious. Are you offended by me being here dressed in women's clothes, or does in make you uncomfortable in anyway?"
He responded that it did not bother him at all, that he believed in letting other do what ever makes them happy. I thanked him and kept walking.
I came across a man sitting on the side of one of the fountains. He was mid to late 60's, and dressed very conservatively, silver hair cut in a traditional boys haircut. He did not have a mean look on his face, but he also did not have a pleasant one. I asked him the same question.
He resonded that he did not care what I did, and he did no want people caring what he did. I asked him again, even though he did not care, did it even make him uncomfortable? Again he replied that he really did not care what others do. I thanked him and started walking through the mall again.
Finally, a young woman looking at one of the small jewelry booths. Probably early 20's. I asked her the same question, and again the same response. She said she beleived in live and let live. I thanked her and continued walking.
As I walked I noticed that not that many people even looked at me, much less acknowledged me, and those who did either returned my smile or looked away as not to stare too long. A few spoke with a nod or the words, "how are you?"
I did not ask anyone else because so far my personal experience has suggested that no one really cares, and my questions had supported that view. While I concede this survey lacks control and technical merit to give it credence, one can not deny that even if people are uncomfortable with it, they are not willing to say so, which is what tolerance is.
"So if you think your life is complete confusion, because you never win the game. Just remember that, it's a grand illusion, deep inside we're all the same" Styx
Love always,
Elizabeth