my neighbor

My little neighbor's name is William, but his hair is longish and combed nicely; sweeping across his forehead. I assumed that he was a little girl and was confused when he said that his name was William. Walking into the house I asked Amy "Is that little girl's name really William?" Instead of switching my gender assumption - oh, a little boy with long hair - I thought "that's odd that a little girl would have William as a name."

Narrow, man

The ladies sitting across from me in the computer lab are the culprits. They are the epitome of Why It is Not as it Should Be. They and their negative comments are the reason that so many are afraid of change and daring and trying something new.

"I saw my TA and he was growing this mustache!"
"yeah, I heard that it's 'Mustache March' or something like that."
"...Permanently grossed out."

Thanks a lot! There are those of us who think that facial hair of different varieties is a nice addition to a man's face but because of your peer rejection the cultural climate is anti-mustaches.

I just have to get out of here. Narrow-minded people.