1/2 Been thinking about my post yesterday on asking people for their pronouns in public.
So I can't read people's minds (laughs in autistic š ) but it feels like that thing when people prepare for a work meeting and they put out snacks.
They are careful to provide gluten-free muffins as well as the usual kind, and then when somebody says they have a peanut allergy, you can kind of sense the internal eye-roll.
People seem to deal with pronouns in the same way.
"OK, so I'll kindly accept that you're not a man or a woman" and they put out another little box labelled "trans woman" (scratched out) "transwoman" . Oh. Wait, you want "trans man" as well? Really? You're not just a-- Ok then. Wait. Nonbinary? OK jeez, hold on, whatever you say." (long suffering sigh as they look for another little box).
Wow I'm making them work so hard, finding new little boxes and arguing about labels, I should feel bad, so inconsiderate, right? 1/2