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Allyssa applies for a job
by Allyssa Davis
After submitting my first story and getting so many nice e-
mails I decided to post a more recent experience, in fact
it happened only last month. this is not fiction, this a
TRUE life experience.
I am living in Reno, Nevada now and I decided that I
wanted to get a part-time job. I knew that I wanted
something unusual that would appeal to my "other? side. I
didn't want to work in the traditional part-time world of
fast food and gasoline. There is a store here on South
Virginia St. called "Romantic Sensations," a neat store
that caters to a lot of different people. They have a wide
selection for every taste?from French maid outfits and
little girl dresses to club wear and stripper outfits for
the local entertainers. It is only a block away from the
1099 Club which is a gay bar that caters to the drag scene
heavily. They also have a great selection of corsets,
vintage foundations, and shoes from mild to wild, along
with wigs and makeup. I love this store but have a hard
time affording the items that they carry. However, they
have great sales occasionally and you can get something you
like for next to nothing. They are very transgender
friendly as the owner walks around the store crossdressed
on occasion.
I had just gotten off of work at my regular job and
went inside wearing my usual guy clothing of jeans, a
baseball cap, and work boots. I stuck out like a sore thumb
in there. One of the clerks is in transition and looks
androgynous at this time; one is a drag queen, and the
genetic girls have piercing and tattoos. I looked like a
square peg in a round hole. I submitted my application and
the manager, looking me over, gave me an interview just to
get it out of the way I suppose. I told her that I was a
cross dresser and shopped there. She told me she was not
hiring at the moment but would file my application. I am
sure she had a hard time picturing me in drag because of my
5 o'clock shadow.
I went home and felt silly for even applying. I decided
that I would go back en femme. True to my nature, I had to
build up the courage to go out dressed in the daytime.
After a few days I decided that it was now or never and got
dressed. I don't have a car so I would have to walk the
mile or so to the store. I decided that casual was the way
to go, so after padding myself in all of the right places
and applying makeup that was conservative. I put on some
women's jeans, a blouse, and a leather coat, topped it off
with my brunette, shoulder length wig, and donned my
comfortable walking shoes (maryjanes of course). I rode the
15 floors down the elevator to the lobby of my apartment
complex without incident, and walked past the doorman
hurriedly on my way out the door.
This was February, and we were experiencing a storm from
the west. It looked like it was going to rain and was very
windy outside. I started walking the mile or so to the
store, taking the residential streets as much as possible.
It was almost dusk and I did not get any looks out of the
ordinary that I could tell from passing motorists and
pedestrians. After about 20 minutes, I made it to the
store. I thought I was a mess from the storm but looked in
the window of the store for my reflection and was pleased
that my wig actually looked better after the blow-drying it
received.
I walked into the store, and the manager I talked to a
few days before was at the front counter. She asked if she
could help me. I told her that I had applied there a few
days ago and wanted to show her what I looked like dressed
so that she could get a better picture. She asked my name
and I told her. She got a smile on her face and said, "Wow,
you look different today. Are you going out tonight?" I
told her that I had only dressed to come see her and then I
was going back home. I also told her that I walked from
downtown to see her. She seemed much more interested now
and told me that she would keep me in mind and thanked me
for coming in to show her.
I left the store and headed home. I felt like a million
bucks. This was a liberating experience for me. Not only
had I gone out in girl mode through the middle of town, but
I also exposed my secret to this woman that runs a store.
Letting your secret out to someone can be the one of the
scariest things that can happen to a cross dresser, but in
this case it was great. I walked back home, taking the
busier streets because my confidence level was just boosted
100%.
The only obstacle remaining was the doorman. I walked
in the doors and attempted to get to the elevator as
quickly as possible but he stopped me. He did not recognize
me and wanted to know who I was visiting. I showed him my
elevator key and told him that I lived there. He looked at
me funny, not sure what I was let alone who I was. He said
okay and let me go past him. Now, when I see him, I laugh
to myself. He doesn't have a clue that it was me. If he
does, he hasn't let on to me. Maybe he laughs to himself
when he sees me!!
I went upstairs and relished in the day's events. Even
if they do not call me to go to work for them, that day was
a success as far as I am concerned.
I hope this motivates you to go out en femme. Hopefully
you live in a liberal city and have a positive experience
as I did. Look forward to more true stories of
crossdressing.
I would love to hear your comments and experiences. E-
mail me at [email protected]
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