Friday, March 25, 2011

Invader Zim has no pronoun

This post may very well take a while for me to complete because Mia has taken "attention whore" to a new level. She's figured out that I have to pay attention to her if she stomps all over my keyboard while I'm trying to type.

I had a very interesting night last night. I forgot that I'm a real person and can actually make a choice to socialize (however bad at it I may be).

So I have a class with a girl who I had a class with last semester but didn't get to know very well until we had this class together this semester and recognized each other. This friend is a huge fan of Invader Zim, as am I. Actually, she likes most of the same things I like. I was at her house yesterday and I fell in love with her bookshelf. I think we're made for each other and she just has yet to acknowledge it. You know who you are...

So Invader Zim Friend and I met up at a restaurant for dinner with some of her friends and her boyfriend, none of whom I had met before. Meeting these people was almost like being back in Ecuador.

Sorry, Invader Zim Friend. You have to share my heart with Ecuador.

People met me, and didn't question my transition AT ALL. I think I got one question about it the entire night, and it wasn't even a nosy one. I'd be bitching and moaning about it right now if it was, but it was such an unfazing question that I don't even remember it. Yeah, everybody was like, "Hi, Pete. Nice to meet you," and fell into conversation about somebody's wife and somebody else's friend and going to anime conventions.

One thing I love about Invader Zim Friend is that she makes no distinction between pronouns. At first, I kept pointing out when she called me a "she," and she'd be like, "SHIT! I'm sorry!" and I'd tell her it was no big deal really, I was just noticing that she said it. And then she made a reference to her boyfriend and referred to him as a "she." I thought it might have been a slip of the tongue, or perhaps a subtle insult. But it turns out not to have been. Later, we were talking and she referred to one of her female friends as "he." And then she referred to another male friend as "she," and I finally asked her about it.

Me: I noticed you really don't make distinctions between gendered pronouns...

Invader Zim Friend: Yeah. I told you, it's nothing personal. It's just what I do.

Me: Cool. As long as you're not doing it to be mean.

Invader Zim Friend: No! Of course not! I just don't pay attention to pronouns.

It feels nice to fall under the same category as everybody else, for once.

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