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March 28, 2005
Ooh Dah Poo and Estrogen Pills
I've written about my trips to the pharmacy even before I had my own blog.
Therefore, some of you may know of my antics involving my crossdressing pharmacist.
I stopped by the pharmacy tonight to refill my Claritin before I dog-sit again this weekend (it’s not the dog, it’s the cat that bothers me). Douglas/Donna was there in fine form tonight. Decked out in an elegant black dress and silver jewelry, he almost looked pretty. Almost. As I’ve said before, he’s in “transition” to becoming a woman. Apparently he’s either stealing estrogen pills from the pharmacy (think of all those poor menopausal women…) or he actually has a prescription for them—because his voice is changing. It’s doing whatever the opposite of a boy’s puberty voice change does. Instead of cracking into a higher voice like a boy’s, it cracks into a lower tone, reminiscent of what Douglas/Donna sounded like before he started wearing women’s clothing and cutting his hair in a cute style. *sigh* I find it disturbing that my pharmacist is going through reverse-puberty. It’s just unsettling.
And I also have the knack of meeting preschoolers learning to talk. A little guy came up to me tonight (who are these parents that let their kids walk up to a stranger?!?) and said, “Ooh dah poo. Eee dah poo.” He said it again (he must’ve realized I didn’t catch his meaning the first time), this time with a different inflection at the end. This phrase sounded like, “Ooh dah poo? Eee dah poo!”
Then Mom came around the corner of the aisle, her cart full of toilet paper. I instantly understood Child’s question: “You go poo? Me go poo!”
I just don’t understand how, in the span of less than 10 minutes, I can encounter a man whose voice is changing into a woman’s and a child who questions me about my excretory habits. *scratching head* I just don’t get it. Do I exude some sort of pheromone that draws weird people to me?? And now my undergraduate stalker (Josh aka “Goat Boy”) has found me again. My life just gets brighter and brighter. *rolling eyes*
Oh, and I invented a new diner lingo that will stand up there with “moo juice” and “Eve with a lid.” Here’s what I’m havin’ for dinner tonight: a Sticky Bimbo. Translated: peanut butter sandwich. But Sticky Bimbo is just more fun, don't you think? I dare you to incorporate the phrase Sticky Bimbo into your conversation. And if you do, you'll be an "insider" and a trend-setter! Do it! Do it!
If you’re confused about why a peanut butter sandwich is now hereby known as a Sticky Bimbo, check out an earlier post. I think you’ll understand.
Posted by Anna at March 28, 2005 07:33 PM
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I'm betting my money on pheromones. They can do all kinds of weird stuff (or make people make the weird stuff, anyway), apparently, so why not this too? 
Posted by: Flip at March 29, 2005 06:15 AM
I think you'll find the entire gender spectrum to be some what blurry these days.
As you can see by reading my own journal, I enjoy crossdressing be it in a somewhat milder fashion than your local pharmacist. I suspect she is obviously a transgendered woman.
I find crossdressing to be harmless and quite relaxing. Reading about it has shown me how diverse the whole topic is. A good source of information without bias is located here in wikipedia encyclopedia
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cross-dressing
Posted by: Satin Jenni at March 31, 2005 04:52 PM