1. Probably 2014 or 2015, a troon comes into work and I have to help them with something with their car. The whole time he's standing over me and trying to initiate conversation, meanwhile I'm trying to do what I have to do and ignore the middle aged man with fake balloon tits and bleach blonde hair dressed like a high school cheerleader. We go back inside and finalize the transaction, which involves taking a phone number and name.
Me: "So, this number is bringing up, uh, (Man's name)? Is that correct?
Troon: That's my old name.
Me: I.... see...
Awkward pause, finish the transaction, tranny leaves without incident, my sentence in clown world was just beginning.
2. Same workplace, there's a karate place nearby with classes for kids and adults. One of the parents looks just like the tranny second from left in this accursed speedrunning troon dinner picture (maybe it is him

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These classes take place a few days a week, and everytime I saw this dude I just felt bad for the poor kid who has such a freakshow for a father
3: Don't remember exactly when this took place, but thanks to my freakish memory for faces I recognized a random troon who had been featured on a KF thread while swiping on tinder. Dude passes better than most, and of course gave no indication that he is a natal male, so some poor bastards out there have doubtless gotten a (former) pickle surprise
4. Get a call at work, man enquiring about a warranty on an item purchased before, tell him to come in and we'll take a look. When he arrives, he's a manlet dressed like a gym thot, with a tank top, yoga pants, long hair in a ponytail, hairline receding (very disrespectful). Have to find him in the computer system, and change his info from some common male name like "David" to "Elise". The "girl" name stuck with me, such a classic troon name
5. Bit of an ongoing situation. Different workplace now, there's this tranny that's been there a few times so far. Middle age, makes some effort in passing by wearing older-woman appropriate attire and unsuccessfully modulating his voice up, drives a stereotypical woman's car, but a pretty heavyset dude. After his most recent visit, my coworker (50s woman, bit of a shitlib) and got into a discussion about the troon we were just dealing with, with her arguing that it COULD be a very unfortunate looking woman (SOME WOMEN ARE BUILT LIKE THAT!), and me arguing there was no way that that was an OEM girl. Unless and until he joins the 41%, this argument will rage on.
6. My most recent troon encounter, taking place a mere few days ago. Dude comes in for a car related issue, and being the most senior employee, my coworkers (afore mentioned woman, and another woman, 20s, kind of based) have me address it. For context, I'm 6'4 and sound like Barry White, but this guy intimidated even me. Middle age man, around the same height, similar bassy voice, southern drawl, built like a linebacker with garish balloon tits, and wearing a power suit. I go outside, take a look at the car, which involves looking in the trunk. The troon had various things in there, and moves some of them to the backseat of the vehicle. Yet unbeknownst to me, but which my coworkers had seen from inside, these items included a pink frilly princess dress.

I then have to get inside the car, and I see with my own eyes this accursed item. My mind is screaming to get away from this obviously insane man as soon as possible, and after determining I can't address this car issue with the equipment I have, I beat a hasty retreat back inside. I must have looked shellshocked, because my second coworker immediately asks if I'm all right; she had seen the pink dress, and THAT SHIT WAS FUCKED. I jokingly ask my older coworker if THAT was a girl, to which I get a "fuck no, his voice was deeper than yours!" and a "hell nah, that ain't no girl!" from the based girl. I then immediately go outside and take a smoke break to cope with my rapid onset PTSD (Post-Troon Stress Disorder.) What the actual fuck.
PS: I've also seen some ugly and obviously mentally ill FtM trannies/Enbies, but nothing particularly stands out. They're just more sad and pathetic than anything, especially in comparison to the aggressive fetishistic exhibitionism of the MtF.