Early in transition, I was grocery shopping with my wife. We used to bulk shop to have food for about 6 weeks, so checkout would take a good chunk of time. My wife preferred to bag the groceries, as it kept her out of small talk. So, I’m standing there talking to the cashier for a good 5 minutes, when she motions to my wife and asks “Are you two sisters?” in a thick eastern European accent. I tell her that we are not, and briefly contemplate having to explain lesbians through a language barrier, but the checkout mercifully ended shortly after.
Early in transition, I was grocery shopping with my wife. We used to bulk shop to have food for about 6 weeks, so checkout would take a good chunk of time. My wife preferred to bag the groceries, as it kept her out of small talk. So, I’m standing there talking to the cashier for a good 5 minutes, when she motions to my wife and asks “Are you two sisters?” in a thick eastern European accent. I tell her that we are not, and briefly contemplate having to explain lesbians through a language barrier, but the checkout mercifully ended shortly after.