What would you do if someone mistook you for another gender?

I would be really pissed off!

I mean, come on, are you so damn blind, that you couldn’t even notice if I possess any boobs or not?

This thing happened to me while I was waiting for my mom doing her once-in-a-three-month medical checkup, with my sister in Putrajaya Government Clinic, Precinct 9, Putrajaya(duh..)

I was sitting there, on a couch, watching some of our Ministers making a fool of themselves in a live Parliament telecast, with peace, and my sister, when all of a sudden, this fella, which I’ll call him Uncle Ceria (Ceria is happy in Malay), struck a conversation with my mom (which was still waiting for the doctor to do her checkup).

Translated in English:

Uncle Ceria (UC): So many people today eh?

Mommy: Yes, I’ve been waiting since 9. It’s been 4 hours now.

UC: Yeah me too. I can’t wait to get back. I have to fetch my child from school, and buy lunch for us. You know, kids nowadays, always wanting different food different day (like hell you were not!). Today they want fried rice, tomorrow they want fried mee (hey, even cats get to eat different flavours of Friskies!).

Mommy: How old is your child? Is it a boy or a girl?

UC: My son is 15 years old. He’s a bit fussy when it comes to food. Even if my wife cooked some rice and fried fish, he still asked me to buy him some fish & chips, at Precinct 8 food court. (What the F?? A 15 years old boy still being pampered by his father?). (Looking at me & my sis, thinking we & my mom are not related) Wait till you have your kids. Hehe. Then you’ll know. (Turned to my mom) Maam, you have any kids?

Mommy: Meet my children over here (pointing at us. My eyes are still glued to the television, but my ears are now concentrating at the conversation).

UC: (Obviously surprised) Oh, for a moment, I thought they are waiting for doctors too. (Looking at my sister) How old are you?

Sister: Uh…29.

UC: 29?! You looked like 21! Do you eat jamu or something? My, you look really young. Is that your little sibling? (pointing at me) (No, this is my cat! For goodness sake, are you deaf?)

Sister: Uh…yeah.

UC: (Turned to me). Are you a boy, or a girl?

His last question took me by surprise.

What the Hell? Ape ke nerakanya?! Uncle, are you blind too? Do I look like a girl to you? Do my flat chest looked like boobs to you? Do I have a wide bottom? For God’s sake, that is the most stupidest (super-superlatives) thing I’ve ever heard in my 23 years of existence! I mean, come on, even a 5 year-young kiddo can tell that I’m a Man with a capital M.

After hearing his question, I’m losing interest on the conversation. I smiled at him, nod, took out my camera, and play with it. He then continued the conversation with my mom.

I don’t remember the details, but I remember that he claimed that he once a government servant, recently retired, now drives taxi, and everybody in Putrajaya know him by his taxi. He even dare us to ask anyone whether they know R***i the taxi driver.

Hello? Do we look like we care? We only come here once in three months, and by our own car. Okay?

And then, after seeing her doctor and taking her medicine, I quickly grab my mom’s hand and make way for the exit quickly.

How would you react?

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