Work tonight was so great :) I work at a shoe store, and about an hour after clocking in a little boy (maybe 6 years old?) comes up to me going “excuse me?” and when I asked if he needed help with something he just said “you’re beautiful” and walked away. Kids generally scare me because they can be so brutally honest and I never really wanted to hear an honest opinion of what I look like, so having that happen (especially since I recently gained 25 lbs) made me so so so happy :) it was really sweet!
Then, a few hours later, a male presenting person came in and went to the women’s aisle (I don’t know their gender identity and don’t want to assume so I’ll use they/them. They could be male and like heals, they could be female but not yet in a position to or comfortable with presenting as such). They were in like their 30s or 40s and looking at heels, so at first I wasn’t sure if they were looking to buy something for their spouse or what, but I thought they were acting really nervous and off so I kept an eye on them. I starting thinking maybe they were shopping for themselves and wanted to offer help without getting a negative reaction (the last thing I needed was for me to have been wrong and to have some grown man start yelling at me and throwing around homophobic/transphobic/misogynistic comments). When I came back to that aisle I saw them putting their shoes back on (apparently having been trying on a pair of heels) and when I walked past I pointed out a pair that I knew came in higher sizes and said they were really cute (black wedges that were indeed really cute). They smiled and agreed and when I was sure they were shopping for themselves, I offered to help with sizing and explained that the only difference between the women’s shoes sizes and men’s were that you add 2 to a men’s size to get women’s, or subtract 2 from women’s to get men’s (for example, I’m a 9 in women’s sized and a 7 in men’s).
When I was checking them out, they pointed out that they got the shoes I had suggested and thanked me twice for helping. They were still speaking quietly like they didn’t really want anyone to hear, but it made me feel so GOOD to know that I made their experience at least a little more comfortable. And I am so thankful that I was the one working, because I’ve already had conversations with my coworkers where they made transphobic comments about “men who come in shopping for women’s shoes.” I wouldn’t want someone who was brave enough to buy clothes to truly express themselves/make themselves happy to have to put up with that.
But yeah, it was a good night. I was given a compliment and I helped someone feel more comfortable while doing something that might have been outside their comfort zone.
Sorry for the random rant about my night. I’m just so happy with how it went that I wanted to share :)