According to an email I just received, the TGSF 2010 Cotillion has been cancelled. I wasn't there for the committee's decision, but there are a number of reasons for the cancellation. One...there were no contestants. Two...the economy still sucks. I'll have to find out what pushed them to the final decision.
The lack of contestants is something we have been discussing for a while now. It's actually been mentioned jokingly that I would have to continue on as Ms. TGSF since there would not be anyone to take over that role.
I had actually been planning to mention much of this in my farewell message before ending my reign, so I may have to write it out simply for posting here. I was thinking about using a "Ghost of Cotillion ______" theme, but hadn't finalized it since the Cotillion theme dealt with 2010: A Trans Odyssey.
Anyway, I'll write more when I find out the details, but I wanted to mention it. I know some friends went shopping for their gowns already. I looked last weekend, but couldn't find anything I liked. Now, I'm kinda glad I sucked at shopping.
Posted from my iPhone.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
O M G
So, I'm just sitting in my cube working on a little data collection project a few days ago. Work has been going OK and I'm finally starting to work on some projects. Up until the past week or so, though, it's mainly been training sessions and whatever else I can find to stay busy...especially during the holidays.
I ran into one guy my first week who used to work at my old company, but we didn't really know one another...he just looked familiar, but I don't think he recognized who I was when I was introduced.
I ran into another guy in the hallway who was on his cellphone and we both kinda did a doubletake at one another. After chatting, we realized that we both worked in the same building at my old company. I think he was actually there when I transitioned, but I'm not exactly sure.
I also got an internal call from a woman who I networked with prior to getting my current job. She was at my old company when I was hired on and was there through my transition until leaving a few years ago. I listed her name as having referred me for the position, and hopefully she received a nice little monetary award for doing so.
Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, sitting at my cube. All of a sudden, I hear:
"Hello Ms. Flynn."
Out from the side of my cube appears R...the same R I went out with about this time last year...the same guy I came out to on the 3rd date.
My jaw literally dropped. It was his first day on the job and he had moved into a cube three cubes down from myself. I have to admit, I know that my industry is very interconnected, but this...come on now...this is a bit extreme.
I ran into one guy my first week who used to work at my old company, but we didn't really know one another...he just looked familiar, but I don't think he recognized who I was when I was introduced.
I ran into another guy in the hallway who was on his cellphone and we both kinda did a doubletake at one another. After chatting, we realized that we both worked in the same building at my old company. I think he was actually there when I transitioned, but I'm not exactly sure.
I also got an internal call from a woman who I networked with prior to getting my current job. She was at my old company when I was hired on and was there through my transition until leaving a few years ago. I listed her name as having referred me for the position, and hopefully she received a nice little monetary award for doing so.
Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, sitting at my cube. All of a sudden, I hear:
"Hello Ms. Flynn."
Out from the side of my cube appears R...the same R I went out with about this time last year...the same guy I came out to on the 3rd date.
My jaw literally dropped. It was his first day on the job and he had moved into a cube three cubes down from myself. I have to admit, I know that my industry is very interconnected, but this...come on now...this is a bit extreme.
Sunday, January 03, 2010
Safe spaces
I made a mistake this New Years that hurt someone. It wasn't a physical hurt, but more of a trustful hurt.
We all make mistakes. If I could take it back, I would...in a heartbeat. If I could have changed how things unfolded, I would have. I wish things would have been different...but they aren't.
And now I have hurt the trust built between the two of us.
I have a hard time lying. Always have. And, in this case, I thought we were in a safe space. I was wrong.
We transsexuals can be so fragile. Our securities are not held at banks or in trusts...we wear them like paper hats and expect them to keep the rain off of us. Most importantly, though, we never expect our friends to pull our hats off.
We all make mistakes. If I could take it back, I would...in a heartbeat. If I could have changed how things unfolded, I would have. I wish things would have been different...but they aren't.
And now I have hurt the trust built between the two of us.
I have a hard time lying. Always have. And, in this case, I thought we were in a safe space. I was wrong.
We transsexuals can be so fragile. Our securities are not held at banks or in trusts...we wear them like paper hats and expect them to keep the rain off of us. Most importantly, though, we never expect our friends to pull our hats off.
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