Off-Topic Troon sightings in the wild

At my old retail job I've worked with two mtf. the first one was a hsts named tiffany. generally pretty normal to interact with and was always nice to me. even made a "IT'S MA'AM!" joke once which threw me off guard and was topical/hilarious at the time. left the job a while ago before i did to greener pastures.

the second one i've never interacted with. he was a very obvious hairy south asian agp who had a gut that often sticks out of his ill fitting female blouses. he also always wore skirts that showed off his manly legs and cheap party city wigs to match.

at my current job there are no people of gender, but it's only a matter of time.
 
I went to a muesuem once and the guide had some autistic name like Nebula or something. He introduced himself with they/them pronouns. He spoke with a shmorky voice with a lisp and had like hairy lips. Like a teen who doesn't shave.
His hair was like neon green and red. Asian eyes but was clearly brown. Wearing rainbow clothes. Braids with hideous plastic beads on his hair. Pride pin.

I felt my liberal ideals kill themselves that day.
 
I had to drive out of town to run errands last weekend and ended up stopping at a rural Walmart (in a town of about 20,000 people). There was a fucking tranny working the women's dressing rooms. I stared at him as I walked by, and at first he smiled at me but his face quickly changed to unease before he looked away. I assume he could feel my judgement. Hopefully he posted online about the mean TERF who stared at him before going home to cry about it.

I hate that these degenerates are everywhere.
 
Went to the symphony the other day and it was troon central. First thing I saw when I walked in was a 50-year-old bald man wearing a red trench coat and a green dress. Then a dude in a dress sat down in front of me. His cardigan was obviously inside out, his nail polish was horribly chipped, he had that loud obnoxious troon voice, and by the end of the concert he stank so much it made me queasy.

I was not prepared.
 
There's a coffee shop near me that has not one but two troons baristas. A MTF who dresses and acts fairly normally and might not even be clocked immediately by the untrained eye but then there's also a FTM who...oh dear. 5'2", massive hips. and the classic pubic hair beard. I went in the shop recently since my car happened to be parked next to it and the FTM was loudly complaining to her coworkers about how her testosterone shots were causing allergic reactions. You'd think your body rejecting your "life saving" drugs would slap some sense into you but I don't think I need to explain to any of you the level of denial these people operate under.
 
There's a coffee shop near me that has not one but two troons baristas. A MTF who dresses and acts fairly normally and might not even be clocked immediately by the untrained eye but then there's also a FTM who...oh dear. 5'2", massive hips. and the classic pubic hair beard. I went in the shop recently since my car happened to be parked next to it and the FTM was loudly complaining to her coworkers about how her testosterone shots were causing allergic reactions. You'd think your body rejecting your "life saving" drugs would slap some sense into you but I don't think I need to explain to any of you the level of denial these people operate under.
was she pink ?
 
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About seven or eight feet walking ahead of me is this tall (over six foot) medium built person in a black ruffled sleeveless dress, long black hair, and combat boots. Bełt but no waist, looked male. Confirmed when he spoke to his companion - a 5’7” chubby dangerhair. They probably think they’re lesbians. They’re not.
 
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I visited a local Walmart along with my father yesterday. He wanted to pick up a couple of dessert items to accompany the other food my aunt had cooked. As she'd invited us to have lunch together. While at the Walmart, I decided to also purchase food from the deli for dinner. While my order was being prepared, I noticed a young woman working. She obviously looked like a woman also—short, pudgy, round-faced, thick-rimmed glasses, cropped hair, &c. Even her voice sounded perfectly feminine. The only thing that tipped me off to her being trans was the fact that she had a "he/him/his" pronouns button pinned to the back of her cap.

There was another sighting some months ago. It was after the death of my grandmother, with certain relatives attending the service we held for her. It was after that service that I and these relatives elected to visit a local bar that also had a Viking-like aesthetic, where you could throw axes for fun. It was quite an enjoyable time, despite the circumstances. Yet I noticed one of the employees looked a bit off. He was quite mannish in the face, yet he had rather obvious breasts (they might have been fake, but he was probably just fat). His voice was awkwardly higher than it needed to be. Aside from the possible implants and long hair, there wasn't anything to indicate he was a woman. As you might expect.
 
How are you guys running into so many Barista/restaurant troons wearing slutwear? Everywhere I've worked required a uniform, usually Jean's and a T/Polo with the shop's logo.

Do they really just let workers wear whatever the fuck they want?
Who knows, American fast food restaurants seem pretty no holds barred kinda places as it is. Want a litre of soft drink to quench your thirst? Of course! Seems like no standards anyway.
 
I'm in Washington and no fucking doubt, if we go to Seattle

I'm gonna be seeing troons everywhere especially the edgy "satanist" queer ones. Like Sparx/Sean

Every time I go to Seattle, I see at least two incredibly disdainful TiMs.
Me, my mother and father went to the original Dick’s Drive-In one time and there was some kind of shithole open air market happening adjacent to it.
Some motherfucker with the typical stringy, bleached hair, wearing thrifted teenaged clothing, heavy makeup, shoulder width for days and pushing a shopping cart full of garbage stared at us threateningly. The reason? My dad had pulled out on to the sidewalk a couple of inches to judge when he could pull into traffic in the awful concrete jungle that is most of Seattle. My dad never even noticed him.
Troon ended up at that open air market before we were able to merge back in to traffic.
I hope that feller is still pushing that cart to awful markets and feels so bad about himself that he is still projecting it on unknowing people who are just trying to listen to what the google map says. On a less kind note, I hope he joins the 41%.
 
How are you guys running into so many Barista/restaurant troons wearing slutwear? Everywhere I've worked required a uniform, usually Jean's and a T/Polo with the shop's logo.

Do they really just let workers wear whatever the fuck they want?
Normally this shouldn't be allowed. But knowing trannies, they always get an easy pass to wear whatever the fuck they want at work or else the company will be called out as transphobic by for telling them to wear uniforms or other normal looking clothes.
 
I heard a mother called her 8-10 year old a kid "charlie", this "charlie" was dressed up in typical girl clothes. I really hope it was just an unusual name and not some prebuscent kid trooning out.
'Charlie' can be a diminutive of 'Charmaine'. Haven't met a Charmaine in a long time, though.
 
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