Yesterday morning I handed in my resignation from my current employer. It all went very smoothly, not without some regret on my part but my employer is a nice bloke and we will part on good terms.
I also filled in the online health survey for my new employer, operated through a private health consultancy. It makes no sense to withhold anything, especially when they have an "Anything else you're being treated for" box, so I added "gender dysphoria" and sent it on its way.
This morning I received a phone call from them. Oh crap. Surprisingly she wanted to talk mostly about my height. I work with a computer, the questions mostly centred around my requirement for a larger-than-average chair. I've never had anyone offer me this before, very novel.
Then the biggie. "How far are you along the path of transition?". I don't think they'd ever talked to someone who's not transitioning, so I had to explain in detail my position and that while I couldn't rule out transitioning in the future (I'm told for legal purposes that statement is the one that covers my arse) I'm staying a bloke. All pretty straightforward and businesslike, but strangely unsettling. I'm not worried about the job, I know the employer is trans-friendly and anyway my arse is covered under the DDA, it's just the feeling that it's all so real somehow. I've burned my boats here, yet don't quite feel I've landed there yet if you see what I mean.
She asked me whether I needed any special facilities with respect to my GD at work, to which the answer was no. I decided now was not the time to make any jokes. Fortunate really, that and the fact my job's office based. I could have made their lives hell, had I demanded female-appropriate safety footwear in an impossible-to-find size 15.