One of the downsides of being ‘out of the closet’ to the people closest to you is that you sometimes forget who knows and who doesn’t. Case in point, just now I was walking with a couple of friends, one male and one female (neither of whom know my status). We were commenting (as is the want of Canadians*) upon the weather.
Me: “It was nicer last year than the one before; but now it looks like we’ve reached that part of winter where we begin to forget what dry pavement looks like.” (I live in one of the small parts of Canada in which rain, rather than deadly windchills, are the main concern in wintertime).
Female Friend: “Uggh. I know. I just hate it when I don’t have a dry surface to put my purse down on.” (sic)
Me (looking at her purse): “You know, you could just get a new one; one that’s watertight and doesn’t have those huge cracks in the leather. Even a nice one only cost about $60.”
Male Friend: “…How do you know how much purses cost?”
Me (without skipping a beat): “I’ve seen them on sale.”
FF: “Oh, good eye.”
You know, having typed-up the whole exchange, I get the impression that my friends actually must suspect something. Of course, I have been wearing women’s clothing in public for pretty much the whole time they’ve known me, but it’s fairly gender-neutral for the most part, and if they’ve noticed, they have been too tactful to comment.
*I cannot find any citations for the claim that Canadians spend more time talking about the weather than does any other nationality, but you will just have to take on faith that it is a well-known fact.