I took a cat to the vet a few days ago, and there was a big "Celebrate Purr-ide!" display in the lobby.
Multiple techs and front office staff wear pronoun pins or jewelry; there's several They/Thems and at least one each of She/They He/They, and Xi/Xir (the first time I've seen that one used IRL).
One of the vet techs, who has been there for years, has a newly-froggy voice, the first traces of a beard, and flaming acne. She's still using her female name and wearing a They/Them pendant, but I expect that to change by the next time I go in. Typical pooner, she's 5'2" and chubby, with very narrow shoulders tiny hands, and very wide hips.
At the front desk now is a very tall troon, who is actually good at the job and pleasant to interact with, and I hope he sticks around. It's a fleeting and superficial enough level of interaction that I never have to affirm the delusion that he's female, so I can just be nice and not make it an issue. And while I'm 99% certain he named himself after a children's movie character, the name he picked is unisex or even masculine in its original language, which sort of takes the edge off. [/cope]
Another of the techs has a teenaged pooner daughter. Again, she's been there a very long time, and we've chatted enough over the years for me to know that she has always felt ambivalent about being a mom, and if she had to do it over again, she wouldn't (I think she's mistaken me for a r/childfree-tier retard, since I'm a childless cat lady). I'm just sad as hell for her kid, because you can't tell me the kid never picked up on that, and I wonder how much of a role it played in her pooning out, because now her mom is a proud and brave Mother of a Trans Child.
On the practice's website are photos of the staff, including a group photo of all the techs, with their names and pronouns listed. It's been that way for about three years now, with the photo changing as staff come and go. The one tech who never had pronouns after her name is now gone.
On top of that, none of the vets (all female; the only man on staff is the troon in a busy practice with six vets) have pooned out, and they don't wear pronoun jewelry, but my favorite vet was broken by the Covid era, and is still masking after all this time. What makes it worse is that she wears surgical masks, which everybody, even the Covid-aware crazies, knows are useless. At least the dangerhaired She/They tech who still masks is consistent enough to wear N95s, but a surgical mask? That's somehow even crazier. She's still a good vet, but god damn, lady.
Everybody at the practice seemed pretty normal back in 2019, despite being a bunch of libtards serving a mostly-AWFUL clientele. Nobody had pronouns until 2022. So the acceleration of poonerism and genderwoo among the staff over the last couple of years is pretty fucking wild. I don't want to change vets (and most practices in my area are just as bad, if not worse), but having to consciously avoid saying anything remotely related to gender is fucking tiresome. I really hope this insane social contagion has hit the high-water mark, or is close to it.
Oh, and to top it off, I found my childhood bestie on Insta a few years back, and decided not to engage because I found her adult self insufferable. But I check in occasionally to see how she's doing, and now her only child, a daughter who, is now 17 or 18, is her son, and my long-ago bestie is another proud and brave Mother of a Trans Child.
Seriously, fuck this timeline.
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