💬 Off-Topic Troon sightings in the wild

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Had a decent sighting at the post office a few weeks back. Troon was tall, skinny, in what looked like a black negligée/cocktail dress. Think a young Matt Stone, but brunette, anyways they were really jittery, talkative, and surprisingly polite and jovial. I fully expected some kind of "IT'S MA'AM!" meltdown and it never came. So I'll give them a 4/10 on passing ( they did shave their legs) and a 10/10 on being a solid dude.
 
A couple of years ago, way back before the pandemic, I was working at the student library at my undergrad and on the days I had morning shifts, I worked with a TiFfany.

When we were doing orientation for the job, we were asked to go around and introduce ourselves. This dumb bitch decided to tell a story about how she was in New York trying to ride the train and the ticket lady (who, she felt it was important to mention , was black) gave her a hard look and induced dysphoria. The TiF actually started crying as she retold that part of the story. Like 🙄

In an other instance I was working with her on my morning shift, and we were busy. I was checking in some books and a group of students comes up asking for help and I see that the TiF is free so I tell them, "she's available. She can help." I wasn't even thinking about it. But apparently being reminded that she doesn't pass made her upset, because she came up to me and had to tell me, I'm a man, all assertively. And I was just shrugging, going, "ok." The other librarian that was there got mad at me and started to passively-aggressively treat me like shit. Seriously hate how higher education is chock-full of stupid SJW types who, ARENT EVEN LIBERAL, just privileged middle class assholes who think they're better than poor whites because they don't openly support racism.
 
I’ve got a troon cousin that insists on hugging with his tits in my face. One time we met for lunch and he wouldn’t stop talking about sex with his bf, I had to say “dude, we’re cousins” so he’d knock it off.
 
In uni, one of the dorms security guards was a FTM tranny who... I can best describe as looking like a giant creepy baby, like someone took the proportions and pudgy face shape of an uncute baby and scaled it up to like 5'5 and gave it wispy teenager facial hair. This eunuch-looking thing was unsettling to look at. I find that FTMs either look like school shooter teenage incels or like Varys got beaten with an ugly stick.
 
I don’t really have an exciting story but this mild encounter did annoy me.

During my most recent plane trip across the country, there was this MTF sitting in the same row as me.

We were at the center of the plane and there were three seats going across so I was sat on the left, MTF on the right and my mom sandwiched between.

He was already sat in his seat before my mom and I got to board and the moment I was able to catch sight of him he started staring pretty intensely at me. Being a shy, mousy lady outside of the internet, this made very uncomfortable and self-conscious and I had my mom take the seat next to him as I’m not really too comfortable sitting near strangers.

For the rest of the ride, he’d be entirely in my business. Whenever I went to speak to my mom he’d position himself so that he was leaning a little past her and looking dead at me. He had this very stern look on his face— flattened lips, focused eyes and scrunched eyebrows— it didn’t look too inviting.

I don’t know if he was doing this because he was expecting to catch an opportunity to “it’s ma’am” us but it made the five hour ride even more unbearable.
 
Met an autistic troon that is the epitome of the stereotype. Didn’t even realise he was trying to look like a woman until he got closer. Too retarded to speak, so was just rude as fuck. Troon flag and pronoun badges, frumpy skirt and tights. Fat. Another MTF I met was just a really tall fat guy with a Trans Rights t shirt with the flag on it, thinning bright orange hair and wearing a skirt again even still they looked male in every way. Just so obviously an AGP. I just felt so sick thinking of that monstrous lump in a women’s changing room lmao
 
I am eager to post this as this is really the first one I have encountered in the wild. At a public event with my children there was one (which is strange for where we live) while waiting in a long line for cotton candy I noticed it was behind me, so I stepped out of line to stand on the side so I could observe clearly behind sunglasses. This one was a FTM that was essentially an ugly short haired woman with hairy legs and ratty facial scruff.

There was no mistaking the voice as feminine and it had that typical out of shape female physique with weak shoulders. In fact at one point I got to observe them through a wood row fence where all I could see was the torso from the back and there was no mistaking a female torso. They can also never hide their female hands. This one also had lumpy bindings unsuccessfully trying to conceal what remained of breasts.

Lastly as so many more before me have observed, even when they try and dress like a "male" they still select clothes with a feminine cut, length or pattern. Its so painfully obvious I would say its almost sad...almost.

What was sad was that it had little children with it being forced to pretend this whole travesty was real.
 
I'm in a coastal city with a lot of STEM jobs, so I see a lot of troons these days. Unfortunately, I feel MTFs before I see them - usually an uncomfortable feeling that a man is staring at me. I look up, I see the ugly knee socks and the grotesque outfit, and then I usually see either a jawline or a hairline, or both, that put the fear of God in a person. Being locked in a room alone with Gollum would be more pleasant than riding the subway with some of these folx. They love to stare intensely at younger women and then turn it into a straight up glare as soon as the woman looks up and instinctively clocks them. Perhaps they can sense the TERF emanating from me, like Roald Dahl's witches could smell children.

I once personally witnessed an autogynephile troon "experience gender euphoria" on a busy summer day's rush hour train with families with little kids around. This was a ~250 lb 40ish year old man over 6 feet tall, wearing super plus size short shorts that let his hairy ass hang out, and his backside was more modest than the front.

I wouldn't care about trans issues if they didn't all act like such absolute degenerates. In their defense, though, the ridiculous "feminine" voices they use to "pass" are fucking hilarious and give me a hearty laugh every time.
 
I worked with a MTF tranny that grew massive tits from HRT, but never wore bras. Made everyone uncomfortable, because customers couldn't tell if it was just an unfortunate male w/ super severe gyno or strange ugly tall woman, and no coworker was autistic enough to tell them their giant cone nipples were constantly visible.

Other than that, no complaints with them; they were polite, did their work, and had good hygiene.
 
I've seen an absolute train wreck of a tranny in a smallish, conservative mountain town. He was a late-50s, busted face, tiny little guy who had long balding hair and just gave off an air of being mildly retarded. As far as I know, nobody ever really bothered him but a bunch of the older guys around town called him a faggot when he wasn't around. Which was fair enough.

There was a troon cashier at my local grocery store a few years back. Didn't make much effort to pass, but made doe eyes at me the first few times I ended up at his checkout. In fact, he tried some really lame flirty shit when I was buying tobacco. I finally brought the family with me one day so he'd get the fucking point.

The only other one I've actually interacted with ended up being nice enough, made an effort to pass (didn't work too well but credit for trying) and was willing to have a conversation about our respective beliefs without pitching a fit. We had a couple of beers and shot the shit at one of the impromptu block parties that happen in that neighborhood and it was pleasant enough.

Other than that, I see a lot of sad, pasty, ratty looking MTFs around this city and it's usually more funny than it is sad. I can't take them seriously, really. There's also the odd obviously dangerous raging AGP who more than likely has a knife and a needle in their handbag.
 
Used to work with a "girl" who was about 6ft tall, had half shaved, stringy long blue hair (shitty die job, roots were about an inch or two thick, and he never fucking bathed or washed his hair), tiny floppy troon titties and always smelled like BO. Just hot death. Fucking reeked.

Customers would cower at the sight. He absolutely refused to pass as female. Though I will admit, he only ever called out sick like twice and showed up practically every day and got shit done. Solid work ethic, which made me question how someone who has the ability to be so dedicated and not lazy could ever choose to not even try to pass.
 
I saw one in the wild just recently while eating at a restaurant. He was a table away, and I was not really paying attention, so I didn't notice until I heard the very obviously male voice from a table that I'd thought had two women sitting at it. Once I actually looked, he did not pass. Despite my sperging about trannies here, I am pretty "live and let live" in real life, and the guy was at least dressed like an actual woman rather than a prostitute anime girl, so I didn't stare or do anything that he might notice and feel uncomfortable.

One thing I did notice though was the woman he was sitting with (they did not seem to be romantically involved), who was well-dressed and pretty enough but was also what you might charitably call a "big girl." I wonder if the women who used to be renowned for latching onto gay men because they were unsuccessful in heterosexual relationships but still desperate for male attention are now doing the same with MtF troons.

Another one I bumped into a earlier this year in a semi-professional environment, and I came very close to doing a comical double-take, not because he was transgender, but because of the way he was dressed. Imagine someone's stereotypical caricature of a woman from the 1950s: patterned dress, shiny high-heeled pumps, and then an old-fashioned pageboy haircut/wig. All on a guy that looked like someone's fat uncle. My brain momentarily interpreted it as a fancy-dress costume and it completely threw me. I'm sure he gets at least one person fired a day for asking with sincerity if he lost a bet.

Since then I have seen other troons in the Sideshow thread and have realized this is not uncommon; actual women might need to wear subdued clothing in professional environments to be taken seriously, but the token troon can be counted on to show up in a bright sundress and hooker heels.
 
I went to get smokes at a shady gas station the other night and this scrawny gangly Quentin Tarantino looking troon was working the counter. I wasn't wearing my curb stomping boots or iron eagle pin so I tried to just be cordial, but he just meekly stared at me the whole time with a deer in the headlights expression as if he was waiting for me to have an a-ha moment and start pointing and screaming "this gangly buzzard of a person is a MAN!!!!"
 
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