New girl in the neighbourhood...
Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2004 5:13 am
Hi all,
There's a little restaurant that sits almost across the street from where I live. Basically, it's a "greasy spoon" kind of joint. The staff--one waitress, one cook, one owner (who hovers about restlessly)--is very friendly. So are most of the regulars. I go there two or three times a week for breakfast.
The waitress has a bit of crush on me; she calls me the "Doctor" because of my alleged resemblence to Billy Ray Cyrus, who apparently plays a doctor of some kind on some daytime soap opera or other (I play along sometimes: I order my eggs with "achy-breaky yolks"). Anyway, she and her best friend--a GG who seems to spend every morning there--know about Christina; they've seen pix of me en femme and think I could make a gorgeous customer for the restaurant (they've both been encouraging me to come as Christina, but I've told them I'm not quite ready yet for daytime scrutiny).
Anyway, to get to the point of this post, I was there last weekend, reading the Saturday papers and nursing what felt like my hundredth cup of coffee, when this handsome woman walked in and sat a couple of tables away from me. I'd never seen her before. She was about 5'8" tall, a small frame, curly black shoulder-length hair, and a pretty, if a bit angular, face. She wore a simple calf-length denim skirt, a sleeveless T-shirt, and sandals. As she sat down, she looked my way and we made fleeting eye contact. It was electrifying! She had the darkest eyes and the deepest gaze! Anyway, it might've only been a one-way current because she immediately looked away. I went back to reading the newspaper. Then, a few seconds later, the waitress went up to her to take her order, addressing her very familiarly, as though she'd known her for a long time (even giving her two pecks on the cheek--but that's nothing unusual in these parts... she does that to me also, as well to many of the regulars). But, then, I heard this newcomer's voice... it was a man's voice!!! I looked again, trying not to stare, and, sure enough, I saw what I didn't see at first glance: this lovely lady is a transsexual (at what stage of her transition, I can't tell). Anyway, she had breakfast and then left, crossing the street, heading in the same direction I do when going back home.
Yesterday, coming home, I was going up the stairs (an exterior staircase like so many that are peculiar to Montreal) when, lo and behold! down the nextdoor staircase comes the beautiful mystery gal! She's my nextdoor neighbour! This time, we greeted each other with a simple Hello and a smile. She must've just moved in; I'd never seen her before.
I have to say I'm quite thrilled at the idea that two gender-variant people could be neighbours. I'm hoping that I'll get a chance to chat with her at some point, maybe at the restaurant, who knows? Still, here comes the age-old question (dealt with elsewhere on this forum): how do I approach her without her being scared or insulted by my having read her? I guess the best thing would be for me to approach her as I would any other GG, in a manner that's friendly and warm, inviting yet muted. Just be myself, I guess. Well, we'll see what happens. I'll keep you posted.
Love,
CJ
There's a little restaurant that sits almost across the street from where I live. Basically, it's a "greasy spoon" kind of joint. The staff--one waitress, one cook, one owner (who hovers about restlessly)--is very friendly. So are most of the regulars. I go there two or three times a week for breakfast.
The waitress has a bit of crush on me; she calls me the "Doctor" because of my alleged resemblence to Billy Ray Cyrus, who apparently plays a doctor of some kind on some daytime soap opera or other (I play along sometimes: I order my eggs with "achy-breaky yolks"). Anyway, she and her best friend--a GG who seems to spend every morning there--know about Christina; they've seen pix of me en femme and think I could make a gorgeous customer for the restaurant (they've both been encouraging me to come as Christina, but I've told them I'm not quite ready yet for daytime scrutiny).
Anyway, to get to the point of this post, I was there last weekend, reading the Saturday papers and nursing what felt like my hundredth cup of coffee, when this handsome woman walked in and sat a couple of tables away from me. I'd never seen her before. She was about 5'8" tall, a small frame, curly black shoulder-length hair, and a pretty, if a bit angular, face. She wore a simple calf-length denim skirt, a sleeveless T-shirt, and sandals. As she sat down, she looked my way and we made fleeting eye contact. It was electrifying! She had the darkest eyes and the deepest gaze! Anyway, it might've only been a one-way current because she immediately looked away. I went back to reading the newspaper. Then, a few seconds later, the waitress went up to her to take her order, addressing her very familiarly, as though she'd known her for a long time (even giving her two pecks on the cheek--but that's nothing unusual in these parts... she does that to me also, as well to many of the regulars). But, then, I heard this newcomer's voice... it was a man's voice!!! I looked again, trying not to stare, and, sure enough, I saw what I didn't see at first glance: this lovely lady is a transsexual (at what stage of her transition, I can't tell). Anyway, she had breakfast and then left, crossing the street, heading in the same direction I do when going back home.
Yesterday, coming home, I was going up the stairs (an exterior staircase like so many that are peculiar to Montreal) when, lo and behold! down the nextdoor staircase comes the beautiful mystery gal! She's my nextdoor neighbour! This time, we greeted each other with a simple Hello and a smile. She must've just moved in; I'd never seen her before.
I have to say I'm quite thrilled at the idea that two gender-variant people could be neighbours. I'm hoping that I'll get a chance to chat with her at some point, maybe at the restaurant, who knows? Still, here comes the age-old question (dealt with elsewhere on this forum): how do I approach her without her being scared or insulted by my having read her? I guess the best thing would be for me to approach her as I would any other GG, in a manner that's friendly and warm, inviting yet muted. Just be myself, I guess. Well, we'll see what happens. I'll keep you posted.
Love,
CJ