Some of you have seen this before. (edited for privacy)
I also find it sad to note that there have been some not-for-the-better times between then and now. But… such is life
Jaypeg’s first day of work.
I’m still so …. Ebullient… despite what should have been an average tiring irritating sucky Thursday. (It sucked because of a mandatory in-service held (as always) when I had patients who needed their meds, It also sucked because it was shower day which triples the time spent on clients’ personal care, (and triples the number of times you have to hoist a person between a bed and a chair) And yet I strutted or flounced or sashayed off the floor in a perky and chatty mood. and had smiles for everyone all day. Even when they got my name or pronoun wrong.
Getting ‘[name redacted]ed’ or ‘he’d’ was easy. I would just softly correct them and before they had chance to even make excuses just say ‘It’s okay. Today is day one. I’m sure I’ll forget too’ * since the bosses suddenly decided to enforce a language rule they’d neglected for years. I had a ready example. “It’s just Like ‘Briefs’ instead of Diapers. I’ll remind you but I won’t give you static over it. And a surprising number of folk got it right the first time. Some I swear had been waiting for the moment they could call me [redacted]. I even collected a few hugs.
If I hadn’t known already that the real issue would be the locker room, the first question a lot of people asked would have ended my ignorance. Me: <shows off new ID Tag> “Today’s my first day of work as ME” Them: “Uh so… um…. which locker room are you using?”
Fortunately I was ready for this. The exact story would vary in order and some minor details but basically I’d show off my Rabba bag with my ‘Civies’ and my lunch and declare it to be my locker for at least the next week. I’d make sure to acknowledge that I now had access to the ladies’ locker room but was planning on giving people at least a week to get more used to the idea. I’d note that there was a notice on whatever locker would be mine that said [name redacted] has been assigned this locker and will be using it as of Nov 14th (I don’t actually work the 14th and may deliberately give people even more time. depending on how much of a pain in the rear using a recyclable shopping bag as my locker becomes. ) I’d stress that while at some point other people’s problem were Their problems, I was trying to be as Gentle as possible. Because I care. Time will probably remain a good thing to give for as long as I can.
I decided to stop kicking myself for how loud my announcement of transition was in July.
Despite marching in to my boss’ office in a dress to tell her what’s what (and incidentally bringing work to halt for about ten minutes on my unit) Despite an in-service on ‘Human rights’ that specifically addressed the LGBT. Despite HUGE new signs about a respectful workplace everywhere. Despite coming in for the last two weeks openly as ‘Jaypeg’ and changing on-site….
…I actually encountered a couple of co-workers who found out. …
When they saw me.
If I were more cruel person I probably would have had the giggles at the ‘TILT’ light going off behind their eyes. (I swear I’m somewhat starting to enjoy watching more distant acquaintances repeatedly try and reboot their obviously glitched optic sensors)
In short it was a great day. I felt stronger and smarter and engaged with my work like never before. Even running late and having some of the usual… stable sweepings… occur couldn’t spoil my mood.
My co-workers have been great. Most have been positive. Some even complimentary to the point of making me blush.
And yes. Though I’m still waiting for my birth certificate and passport (and bank accounts and….)
I am LEGALLY a woman. Hear me roar…. okay right now it’s more of a contented purrrrr….
*( my new catch phrase is: “I’m not offended, I’m training [you]”)
(BTW, despite WordPress saying that my Webmaster (an awesome lady) wrote this. rest assured. this post was authored by me.
~big hugs. Jaypeg.