guy or girl?!

> this is related to my short hair cut. as short as> sharon stone's (at its shortest.) Great cut, but.....> I am also small breasted. I guess I can pass for a man> from afar away if I am dressed in unisex clothes. I> think I got someody mixed up here....> Went to Sports Authority, a sporting goods chain> store. Picked some sports bras to try on. Went to the> dressing room. (note, had on a t-shirt, shorts, tennis> shoes and a brimmed visor, plus sunglasses.) Before I> fully shut the dressing room door a guy that works at> the store comes running ( i mean running) over to the> dressing room attendant. He says something like 'male> or female'. she said 'female.' then he disappears. (my> husband who was waiting a few isles away later said> this guy came flying from a inside doorway...then ran> back to the same doorway moments later.)> when in that dressing room I noticed what looked like> a obviously missing a/c vent in the ceiling, just> above the dressing bench. there was a black lense> looking circle thingy in the upper/middle of that open> vent.> I am fairly sure I was being watched for shoplifting!> I am guessing they have a man and a woman 'peeping' in> the dressing rooms for potential shoplifters. Since my> hair was so short, plus other things, they did not> know if I was a guy or girl...and had to ask the> dressing room attendent before peeping!!LOL. I have> never shopped there since.I enjoyed your story Pacwoman. Yours is understandably of a serious nature, mine is more of a fun experience.I am an older guy, mid fifties and have longish silver grey hair. I do not keep it as neat as I should, it is somewhat curly and wavey and it would appear to others from behind that I may be an older woman in need of a trip to the salon.That combined with soft facial features and the fact that I always wear my shirt tail hanging out has led to more than one instance of me being addressed as maam by clerks or waiters. This does not bother me in the least and often leads to interesting and sometimes clumsy apologies at which I cannot help but smile. My wife has been known to giggle openly when this happens. I have to admit that this is fun for me.And no, at 57 I am not going to cut my hair.I may just grow that ponytail I never had in my youth :)