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I have documented several times how I came to be accepted as a regular in a couple sports bars I was familiar with as a guy.
In many ways I was forced into the path I was taking. I did not particularly enjoy the atmosphere I was facing in the male orientated gay bars I was going to. I did not like the music usually and especially did not like it when I was treated like a drag queen. Even though I was not dressed extravagantly like queens did.
As time went by and I tired of even fighting for a drink at the bar, I decided it was time for a change. To do so, I decided to go back to what was familiar, if I could do it. To be sure, I needed to find out if I presented well enough to get by in a totally new environment except it wasn’t. As I previously said, I had been in many sports bars as a guy, so I knew to be friendly, smile and tip well. What I did not count on was how fast I would be remembered in these venue’s as a transgender woman. It seemed as fast as two visits in a place, I was remembered and could go from there. Of course the problem was, building a whole new feminine person nearly from scratch.
I discovered the whole process was relatively easy as I was there to start with to watch the sports on big screen televisions and drink a few beers at the same time. Outside of the staff, I rarely had any interaction with anyone else.
