As an agender person who both shops in the little boy’s section at H&M and uses the pronouns that came along with my genitals (she/her), I also carry a bit of an issue with pronouning. Before I share my pronouns with new people, they tiptoe on eggshells, accidentally peppering in a few they, this, and thats (and I honestly get such a laugh watching people squirm around in fear of offending me). What offends me is when I do share my pronouns, it opens up a door for a gale of gendered language — girl, woman, female, lady, broad, queen, miss/mrs/ms. Please let the she-boys of the world menstruate in whatever bathroom smells better.
Dude, same same same. I like to say it’s she/her/dude/sir, partially because of the cute little rhyme. Not that i mind some language on the other side of the gender divide, but if someone actually sees me, they’ll use language fluidly.