Wrong Bathroom!

I had a very much needed weekend in hot hot hot Arizona for my godmother's wedding. I hadn't seen any of my friends from home and really needed some good long hugs, tattoo shops, singing and dancing. They're part of me, part of my family, even if they're not blood. 

My flight back with Delta was cancelled four or five times and due to weather they weren't answering their phones, or so their automated answer system said. I got to the airport at 630am and then stood in line for two hours with a hundred or so other people whose tickets had also been cancelled. By the time I had gotten to the front of the line I had missed the last flight they had automatically booked me on so they gave me a ticket on another airline in another terminal but it was a nonstop flight and everything finally went smoothly. 

When I finally landed at BWI I stopped to use the restroom on the way to my car. I was tired and cranky from the long day and walked into the Women's restroom like I've done a thousand times before. I've gotten weird looks before, but this woman yelled at me from outside the restroom 

"You're in the wrong bathroom! Sir, you're in the wrong bathroom! Hello! That's the ladies room!" 

I turned around, "Yes, I know that, thank you."

"Oh My Gosh, I am Sooo sorry... it was the hat, from the back..." etc etc etc

I don't know what it is, but that was the first time I'd been called out in a restroom before. This happened all weekend. I couldn't get a drink at the restaurant the night before the wedding because they thought I was a fifteen-year-old boy. I do have two months until I turn twenty-one, but it still makes me laugh.  Right before I got on my flight the guy at the frozen yogurt counter did the "SirMam" as did the guy at the coffee shop. I wasn't even wearing a binder... maybe if I had been they would have stuck with Sir? Of course I probably would have been kicked out of the restroom too.
Such is my life :)