Imagine: My ex girlfriend/former roommate, who is a trans woman, and me, walking along, minding our own business, talking about Star Trek. Suddenly:
Creeps across the street, shouting out: Hello, ladies!
I roll my eyes, keep walking, a little faster. The street creeps persist, yelling “I like the skirt! Lift it up please!”
After they’re a reasonably long distance away from us, I started groaning and grumbling about what pigs they were, grateful that they didn’t decide to keep pursuing us. However, she is starry-eyed and smiling. I’m confused.
Jaime: “They called me a lady!”