A Man With A Womans Name…

This morning I was greeted by a new face, and an even newer name for a man.  It was the new guy that I need to train, and he has a gals name. 

It isn’t the type of name that could sometimes be an intergender name – it is a one sided name that holds strict nature in the female category.

When he introduced himself to me I didn’t get his name at first, in part it’s from my not recognizing the name as being that of a man.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t get your name.”  I asked inquisitively.

“It’s Heather.”  He replied.

“Okaaay.  It’s a pleasure to meet you Heather.”  I replied.

I then had to take a step back internally, and quiz myself if the rather large older man who sat next to me was if fact even a man, or at least even born a man.

As I casually began to go through the steps of what the training entailed I made quick notes in my head – dude has a shaved bald head due to male pattern baldness, heavyset in the gut, not the hips, big man hands with a gold ring of his name “Heather” on his ring finger, and a soft gentle voice.  So gentle voice, THAT’S IT! 

This guy named Heather must have actually been named something else at birth, raised a boy, and then he must have lived part of his life somewhere as a woman named Heather, and now just just prefers to go by the name of Heather.

Then around noon he asked if he could use the phone – he needed to call his son to check up on him. 

After the call (which I eavesdropped on entirely) he confessed that his wife was on vacation, and his son was home alone and that he wanted to make sure that no parties were going on while he was off at work. 

While he sure sounded quite fatherly in his discussion with his son, what college kid has a party in the mornings while his dad is out at work?  

I’m confused…but am fairly certain that he in indeed a man – and was born one. 

btw, I would have totally have been able to comprehend a transgender walking in over this guy with a gals name.