My name is
Kristopher, but only my
mother, my
girlfriend, and a select few female friends are allowed to call me by my full name; to everyone else, I am
Kris. For some reason, people equate the KRIS
spelling with
females, and the
CHRIS spelling with
males.
Go figure.
Like
Eraser_,
teachers and other
authority figures got really confused when they saw my shortened name on a
roster for, say, an
athletic team, or other
segregated activities. I sure as hell didn't look like a girl, but some adults insisted on
questioning my gender.
I didn't like that very much.
Upon hitting
puberty, I began to receive all sorts of stuff in the mail.
Magazines aimed at girls,
maxipads,
tampons, other
feminine products. I even got an invitation for a
beauty pageant once. This sort of thing really
pissed me off until I began to see the
humor in it. The only thing that I didn't get was, why do
teenage girls get all the
free shit, and the boys
get the shaft? Not that I really need or want tampons,
but I digress.
I like my name the way it is. It's
unique, and it can be
ambiguous when I want it to be. Not that I'm trying to
gender-bend or anything;
it's just fun to confuse people.
Eraser_: Tampons are a sin against God? Could you explain this? I'm curious about those wacky fundamentalists. :-)