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That’s When I Realized I Was Gender Fluid – A Homemade Short Story

This week the speaker at church mentioned people that claim to be gender fluid and the other day my wife Haley and I were in the kitchen together.

I was making dinner while she was washing dishes. (Yes, I do most of the cooking in the house. It’s 2022. Let’s get over some strange gender norms shall we?)

Anyways, we were both in the kitchen and I have to be honest.

I am a great multitasker! NOT a multitasker. 1-track mind 1500000000000000%.

So even though I’m cooking and trying to have a fun conversation with Haley, let’s just say it’s hard for me to think about cooking and think about what my wife is saying simultaneously.

Let’s say it’s easy for me to zone out…

So I must have ask her something about her day, but the next thing I hear is,

“…and that’s when I realized I was gender fluid.”

Huh???? 😳

Instantly my mind was racing with all kinds of things to say,

“You were born with lady parts. What makes you think you’re gender fluid?”

“Let’s not be hasty. This gender fluid stuff is brand new to our culture and our society, let’s not jump to conclusions.”

“Gender fluid huh? What makes you think that?”

At this moment I realize my wife is staring at me.

I also realize I’m doing that dumb, eyes wide open, staring at the floor thing I do when my mind is racing. 

Her eyebrows furrow, “did you hear me?!” She seems impatient.

I stutter, “uh yea! Yea! So gender fluid huh? What makes you think that?” I instinctively blurt out the last thing I was thinking.

I cringe at the thought of her answer.

She looks at me like I have three heads. “What are you talking about?!”

“You said you realized you’re gender fluid.” I start to chatter away nervously. “Now I realize we live in strange times and things could be confusing, but I’ve never heard or seen anything that makes me think you’re gender fluid. And this really is a new idea to culture and society. So we should take our time to see how things play out before jumping to any strange conclusions. Did I say strange?! I mean, I-I’m trying to hear you out and be respectful to your thoughts and opinions, but let’s be honest here. You were born with lady parts and-“

At this moment I look up to see Haley’s face. She bursts out laughing. “You thought I said I was gender fluid?!”

“Uh, ya…” I say sheepishly.

Now she looks at me like I’m  REAL dumb (which I’m not arguing with.) She continues to laugh in my face.

“Honey, I said, that’s when I realized I was BLENDING FLUIDS.” She paused. “I told you something funny happened and I was making a smoothie and I forgot to put in the fruit. I was just blending fluids! Ahahaha! Oh, honey, you thought I said I thought I was gender fluid? You really need to learn how to listen.” 

😳

Let’s just say I turned around silent and kept working on the food feeling VERY stupid. 😑

That’s what I get for half listening and assuming. 🤦‍♂️

Learn from me. If you don’t know what the person said, don’t try to fake it, just say “what.”

Well at least I dodged that bullet 😅

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Happy writing!

J. Yeager L.

*this is a fictional story based on real people and real ideas*

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