Strangest Situations of 2009

We have just passed through the time of year when the media subject us to lists of ‘things’ from the year just passed. Ten Greatest Sports Stories, Newsmakers of the Year, Greatest Natural Disasters. It got me to thinking of what would be on the highlight reel for the TG community. I’ll bet Ronnie could easily put together a list of the top TG news stories from around the world. So could Dina. Those two always seem to be on top of everything.

My list is not going to be definitive and I am going to ask you to help complete it by adding your comments. I’m looking to put together a list of unusual situations that we t-girls found ourselves in during the past year.

Unusual? They could be exciting unusual, embarrassing unusual, reaffirming unusual or just plain dumb. What situation took you out of your comfort zone in 2009?

What I have so far are not earth shattering events. They are just situations that some of us faced in the past year and in retrospect have found them to be funny.  Names have been removed. Several of the situations come courtesy of the same girl.

I went to the Spring Fling and forgot my bathing suit, so I had to go and buy one. We ended up being 4 of us T-Girls together in the Bathing Suit store, I was trying multiple models that the girls were throwing over the door and finally I felt good in one and came out of the dressing room with a big TA-RAAAAA to the girls. They just lost it! I did not have my wig on. Luckily the sales lady was in the front part of the store with another lady. SO the only girls who saw me in a bathing suit without a wig, were my good friends.

From the category of live and learn:

I bought a roll on wax hair remover. I rolled it on both arms and when I tore off the strip, half my hair was still on my arm, and I had great red sort of bruise marks down my arms. I had to wear long sleeves in mid summer for several days until the welts disappeared.

I also tried to glue on false nails. In the first place, because the nail was curved it kept popping up every time I let it go from my thumb pressure, next I was left with a little finger that was covered in the stupid glue and won’t come off. I had to walk around with my finger tucked well out of sight.  No drinking tea with the pinkie out for me.

This is kind of like painting yourself in to a corner:

I was at a friend’s house preparing to go to the Port Dover Fall Fling and trying to hurry up, did my best long false nails and then sat on the toilet to realize 5 minutes later, this was a bad decision. Won’t tell you how I got out of this one, I know, 3 other girls were laughing like crazy on the other side of the door.

It’s good to have a friend to ‘cover’ for you:

I brought my boat at the Gender Mosaic’s BBQ in August at A*****’s cottage. No matter how into the femme role I might get I still want to help a ‘damsel in distress.’ In this case I jumped in the row boat of an old lady who forgot to put the plug in the bottom of her boat that was filling up with water. I did not realize that bending down, my black padded panties had a opening in the middle and were showing my brown panties under. A***** thought I was showing something else, so she plunged between the lady and me so the old dame would not see the brown oval spot showing? It was my brown panties.  Honest!

The unique and memorable situations don’t always happen to T-girls. Sometimes they are just caused by us and create memories for others:

We went to shoot pool, 4 girls together, a group of 16 guys from a billiard club came in, the first 40 minutes were big time macho cruising, checking us shooting the balls, then all of a sudden, one guy realized who we really were, what a change in attitude, they were not rude but became very polite and a no more feeling like being undressed by horny male eyes. We could see from one guy to another, the faces changing as they were getting the reality check. LOL.

My own ‘dumb thing done’ during 2009 was to decide to take the London Underground (subway) to go shopping in the Oxford Circus area on a Saturday afternoon in July. In any city in North America that would not be a big deal. It’s a summer Saturday. No downtown shopping district would be crowded nor would the air conditioned subway. In London it did not work out that way.

It seems everyone in Europe goes to London to go shopping on a Saturday. It seems they also travel by underground and those underground trains are NOT air conditioned and not well ventilated.

The result was that by the time this girl got to the Oxford Circus shopping area I was pretty well drenched in sweat. If you have ever had beads of sweat running out from under a wig you will know it is not a good feeling and not a pretty sight. As I walked down the street and in to my first store I felt every set of eyes were upon me. I got out of the crowd by taking some dresses and blouses in to a try-on room. I thought the room would be cooling. Wrong! It was like a sauna. The only thing I could do was take off the wig to cool my head and wipe it dry. With what could I wipe my head? Well some tissues helped but I ended up having to use one of the blouses. I hated to do it but tough times call for tough measures and besides who would know once I slipped the blouse on a return rack and it had time to dry. Well that’s not how it works in London. Each garment that has been tried on gets inspected as it is returned. That is how I became the owner of one more blouse and why I beat a hasty retreat again via London Underground back to the air conditioned comfort of my hotel.

So now it is your turn. Did you have a unique experience you can report for 2009, one that afterward made you laugh or to revel in the experience? Your comments would be appreciated. Thanks for reading.

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