I smile at people. Sometimes they look at me strange. Sometimes they smile back in utter shock. I did an experiment once. I walked around not smiling and not looking at anyone. I got "sir'd" all over the place. Loved being "sir'd". Felt empty inside though - not looking at anyone - not smiling - not vibrating with life. My girlfriend asked me if it was worth it. No. No, it wasn't. I hate being "ma'am'd", but even more, I hate not vibrating with life. I'd rather be "ma'am'd" than cut out my soul. The more I smile at people, the more I get "ma'am'd." Crazy world ... when a person by their smile, is gendered. I know, if I had surgery and took T I wouldn't get "sir'd." But I'm not there. I'll still smile at people. It's worth it.