💬 Off-Topic Troon sightings in the wild

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This is someone else's sighting I found on Twitter.

This true and honest women is riding around the trams of Melbourne with a sign saying, "TO CIS FEMALES ARE YOU AWARE YOUR MEN STARE AT MY BREASTS."

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There's been an influx of tranny-customers at my job lately; it's just so hard to keep a straight/professional face when the person you have to sell something to is standing in front of you in a short summer dress with beard-stubble, greasy hair and smudged lipstick. It also makes me feel physically ill that I have to play along with their grotesque play-pretend-fetish-bullshit.
 
I hate my job so much sometimes.

Got a pooner that had the space for nickname as a stereotypical pooner name, I had to ask what her pronouns were, update them, let others know, and all the while she was one of the zero effort pooners.
Full face of makeup including winged liner, but if she was on T it hasn’t poisoned her yet.

Ooooo, shorter hair with shaved sides!

Cargo shorts!

Unshaven legs!

So man so TRUE AND HONEST.

And here I am a troon respecter at work because I work for a huge organization that is federally funded, HR will GET you for mishandling the precious alphabet people, especially during the holy month of pride.
To make it worse: there’s going to be troon tomorrow, because when it rains it pours.

To be continued…
 
There's been an influx of tranny-customers at my job lately; it's just so hard to keep a straight/professional face when the person you have to sell something to is standing in front of you in a short summer dress with beard-stubble, greasy hair and smudged lipstick. It also makes me feel physically ill that I have to play along with their grotesque play-pretend-fetish-bullshit.
Until recently, I worked at a university, so I feel your pain.
 
I hate my job so much sometimes.

Got a pooner that had the space for nickname as a stereotypical pooner name, I had to ask what her pronouns were, update them, let others know, and all the while she was one of the zero effort pooners.
Full face of makeup including winged liner, but if she was on T it hasn’t poisoned her yet.

Ooooo, shorter hair with shaved sides!

Cargo shorts!

Unshaven legs!

So man so TRUE AND HONEST.

And here I am a troon respecter at work because I work for a huge organization that is federally funded, HR will GET you for mishandling the precious alphabet people, especially during the holy month of pride.
To make it worse: there’s going to be troon tomorrow, because when it rains it pours.

To be continued…
Trans shit is just pure, unbridled sexism. That and homophobia. It’s disgusting. Really hope the tide turns and they get absolutely morally obliterated for it.


Thread tax: one of the barmen in a regular haunt of ours in town decided a while ago that he likes to wear skirts. Brave, considering we’re in Norf FC territory and the blokes around here always call a spade not only a spade, but a fucking bastard cunting shithead of a spade. The barman must ironically have one big set of balls on him to skirt up in such a public facing job. Late summer nights, the banter is gonna be fucking fantastic, I just know it.
 
Was out shopping for clothes with my sister. We're waiting in line for the check out and the cashier is very, very tall. My sister comments "that's a tall girl". I stare at the cashier and realise that's NOT a girl. Big veiny man hands, poorly hidden adam's apple. He wore a baggy hoodie in an attempt to hide his flat chest and lack of hips. Frizzled ill taken care of long hair and an effeminate faggot voice. Gaunt chiseled jawline. Not lady-like in the slightest. The cash register next to him opens up with a real woman and we move to that one instead. Seeing the young woman next to the uncanny young man was night and day.
It gets creepier when I tell you that it was a clothing store aimed at teen girls
 
Part 2: Troonspotting at work

This guy is nice enough, very soft spoken and polite, but ughh why are there constantly troons going into THE MEDICAL FIELD.

Wearing foundation but no other makeup, obviously trying to grow out his hair because he could barely tuck it behind his ears, “man moding” with his outfit (ironed button up, skinny khaki pants), but on hormones because I could see nasty little hormone titties under the button up.

Asked him his pronouns, he said she/her but any pronouns are fine.
I only ask pronouns if the preferred name is obviously a differently gendered name than the legal name, then I have to do the whole song and dance of updating them, adding an alert of preferred pronouns, changing gender identity, and sending out messages letting people who will deal with them know.

I didn’t catch any whiffs of autism, but the nicest thing I can say is he looked clean, wore an appropriate outfit, and was generally agreeable to deal with.

But AHHHHH I hate DEI shit
People are mad that universities are stopping DEI- no the fuck they’re not, they’re just not calling it DEI anymore.
Snack Cracker- the ultimate troon respecter and ally professionally.
It does give me an odd thrill interacting with these people who think I’m omg so supportive when internally I’m TERFing the fuck out.
 
This is someone else's sighting I found on Twitter.

This true and honest women is riding around the trams of Melbourne with a sign saying, "TO CIS FEMALES ARE YOU AWARE YOUR MEN STARE AT MY BREASTS."

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When I lived in the city for grad school there was a tranny who looked just like that guy (around the same age if not older) who would jog around the campus wearing tight pink leggings and a sports bra.

Yes you could see his hog. It was disgusting.
 
Not a particularly outrageous troon, but it was the first time I saw this guy getting off the train at the same stop as me and as usual, I didn't need to see his face to clock the hunchback and male fridge shape despite the long hair and skirt.
It always makes me wonder what troons like that think or see when they look into a mirror.

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Was in the shop literally 5 minutes ago and didn't think to sneak a pic. I walked in besides him, and he was genuinely over 6'5" and chubby. His arms were full of hair and surprisingly didn't have that troon voice. Maybe he's been doing this for so long he's actually got the girl voice down.

If I didn't know any better I could mistake this guy for one of those Indian freak circus women (he was white). I had to wait for ages next to this guy whilst he put the stuff in his bag and was trying to figure out how to pay with his phone. What I noticed in that moment is just how sad it all really is. Like, you can't knock him for trying, but this guy's seriously mentally ill. Had to ask Jesus Christ to have mercy on him I felt that bad.

As much as we might mock these people, and they may be predators and delusional, there's something really sad behind the façade. Maybe I'm just moralfagging an all that.
 
Trying not to PL much here, but one was "invited" the other day to a group meeting for a club. We've had a troon pop in maybe once in a blue moon, and I try (keyword: try) to be fairly open-minded. It's a very niche interest group, and while all the members are spread across every spectrum imaginable, it's kept very civil and friendly regardless.
But this guy...christ. The best way I can describe it is that he's cut from the same cloth as Kevin Gibes. Well over 6', fat, eunuch hunch, a butch lesbian side-shave paired with long, greasy and stringy dark purple hair, neck covered in acne, dressed like a 2009 emo girl. Zero attempt at a troon voice, though he had a faint gay lisp. Very, very, very much a quirkchungus consoooooomer in all the worst ways.

This was the first time I think I've ever been stun-locked by how oppressively repulsive a person was. Unfortunately he's more than likely going to keep attending meetings, so there's no escaping him any time soon.
 
It always makes me wonder what troons like that think or see when they look into a mirror.
I might be talking out of my ass - but I don't even know if people like that look in the mirror at all.

Years ago, I talked to a friend of mine about him being morbidly obese, and why he didn't put a stop to this earlier. He said "you get incredibly good at avoiding looking into mirrors and sticking to the version of yourself that your brain is okay with".

Not saying that troons function like that, but who knows if it's not something along those lines at times.
 
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As much as we might mock these people, and they may be predators and delusional, there's something really sad behind the façade. Maybe I'm just moralfagging an all that.
Yes my visceral reaction to seeing these hons irl is always just pity. Logically I know they are predators etc but come on it’s just kind of sad and pathetic seeing autistic nerds tricked into making fools of themselves, you can tell they know they don’t pass and feel uncomfortable etc etc.
 
Another one. Was waiting for my grandparents in the hospital waiting room. This guy walks in and I clock him instantly. Sharp facial features, broad chin, baggy clothes to try to hide the lack of tits and hips, thick pasty makeup, and hair thats thinning out. Uneven at the tips, frizzled and falling apart. Though he wore a blazer rather than a hoodie so there's something. He had his mouth slightly open in an attempt to look feminine but it made him look more like a retarded fish. I get troons love to roleplay but we're in a hospital have some decency mate
Still nowhere near as bad as the troon in the teen clothing store. Silver lining I guess 🤷‍♀️
 
I wish I could tell all the pooners that I see in the wild that none of them pass to anyone who knows what to look for.

The one I saw on the bus today really tried with the clothes (neutral colors, a cap, khaki pants, a backbag with no ridiculous pins attached) but her face was just so painfully feminine despite the testosterone swelling, a bit of facial hair and redness. Didn't help that she was very slim from everywhere else except the face, and had narrower shoulders than a 14-year-old boy.
 
Sadly got no pictures of the sighting I was with family but this weekend I was at the mall and 2 TIMs walked by. Both around 60, both in ill fitting dresses and heels. They both towered over everyone it was hilarious. The makeup cracked me up, the blush just streaks or pink. It always makes me laugh when troonmaidens say TIMs are great at makeup. The internet really warps the look of troons, filters do heavy lifting.
 
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