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Work It!
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I was a tomboy from the jump. While I played with boys and with girls, and had a female best friend, I detested “girls’ games” and girls’ things and hated going along with them. For example, I refused to play House unless I could be “the dad,” refused to play Office unless I could be “the [male] boss,” and preferred to play-act a Wild West shoot-’em-up, Holmesian detective drama, or high seas swashbuckling adventure rather than dress dolls. This is not an original story. A lot of girls are tomboys growing up. Many of them change their gender expression as they get older. Some don’t. Some people born with girls’ bodies and boys’ habits gradually discover that they will not be able to live authentically unless they change their bodies to be more visibly masculine. Some don’t. Continue reading
Interviews, quelle horreur!
Well. Here I am – qualified and knowing that “You better work!” isn’t just a drag queen mantra. After a minor meltdown, I’m back in the interview saddle. Those similarly situated should know that the game has changed.
Here’s what you can expect.
1) The interview where you wear a suit and your prospective boss wears flip-flops. This happened to me three times. One micro-skirted woman lost her flip-flop when she crossed her legs like Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct, and only the fact that her flip-flop fortuitously flew foiled a furor over her flap. She worked for a Big 4 accounting firm, BTW. Her colleague was wearing stained khakis and a polo that barely protected his paunch from being peeped. Let it all hang out, guys! I don’t mind befouling my Hugo Boss in NYC’s summer heat so that I can show you the respect you think you deserve. Continue reading