I'll call him 'Jim'
He's a co-worker who I really have time for. He works hard, knows his subject and is really helpful. What's more, everyone trusts him and his advice.
Last night my secretary met him in a bar where he was wearing high heels, a leather skirt and a baby-doll crop-top tee-shirt. Blonde wig, make-up, nail varnish. The works.
Apparently he's straight but feels more comfortable dressed as a woman when he goes out socialising.
When I spoke to him today, I thought 'wtf' so I said "Jeanette says she saw you last night"
He looked a bit embarassed and said "Did she mention my clothes?". I told him she had and I thought it was bloody funny but 'each to his own'. He asked if I had a problem with it and I said I didn't, but would never see him in the same way again.
In my mind, I still see him as a bloody good Project Manager I'd hire tomorrow. But in my heart, I think he's a bit fUcking wierd.
Anyone else had that happen? It felt a bit like maintaining normal eye-contact with someone who has a hideous birth-mark or an obvious wig.