first day of work
Today was my first day at Starbucks. I started at 8am, but I was happy anyway. For the most part, it went really well, but this one thing really overfigures the experience. I'm still pretty uncomfortable.
Towards the end of the day when the manager was entering me into their system, she asked for my gender rather than just checking male. Fine. I answered male and she selected it. She turned a little towards me and, trying to excuse the question said, "We had a girl working at the Broad Ripple store and a week after she quit we found out it was a guy." I didn't say anything then. We finished that. I stood around for a while waiting for her to have some free time again, heart thumping, rehearsing what I needed to say. When she came back and started scheduling me for the next couple weeks, I said, "So you had an MTF at the Broad Ripple store?" She didn't understand what I meant, so I explained, "male-to-female. transsexual." She then explained how this woman had moved up here from Georgia to be with some guy she met on the internet, how she was so much drama, how they didn't know she was trans. My manager said, "I didn't even notice the Adam's apple." She finished with her relatively matter-of-fact though problematic explanation and I asked, "So it wasn't a problem?"
"Oh no! Are you kidding?"
I said, "Well, I wouldn't think so at Starbucks, but I wanted to check.”
Her face got gravely serious and she said, "And it shouldn't be anywhere.”
We’ll see. I feel good about the fact that I actually confronted her about that. It's not really like me to do that. But this is definitely not the way I wanted to start this job. I haven't been out at work--there weren't any incidents at all during my eight months at the library--but I also didn't really talk to anyone. I would like to be more social and better integrated in to things here, but I realized, standing there mulling over what to say, that if she'd been transphobic after I'd confronted her, I would've come out and quit rather than putting up with it.