Trapdoor 

Ok so usually I only blog about things that happen in the life of Loretta. I figure that the boy side is OK with everything that goes on, so blogging the boy side is not a priority. However Trapdoor was so much fun that I had to blog it anyway!

The Vivid festival is on! We go every year to check out the light festival. And it’s always really good so we keep on coming back. The only problem is that the festival is so big that we can’t get around to everything. This year we didn’t make it to the rocks or darling harbour….and that’s despite having dinner at mamak! 

Ah mamak! It must be our favourite restaurant. Roti, kari ayam, Nasi lemak Mmmm. Perfect start to the night. Especially after indulging in a roti tisu as well. Actually I tried a veggie curry tonight with my Nasi lemak and it was very nice. Milder than the other curries but it was a nice change. I’d certainly order it again. 

So after an early dinner we hit the vivid trail at 6pm. First stop barangaroo. We haven’t been to this section before. It’s all new new new! And the reason we came was for the trapdoor exhibit. After walking under the mantarays and gawking at the deep sea divers we found ourselves in the queue…..and in for a half hour wait. 

So in trapdoor a group of people (6-10) get to stand in a ten metre square “stage” where they show scenes on the floor that you stand on. The first thing that happens is that they show the floor cracking with most of it falling away and you then tumble past the bones of dinosaurs. You then get to see pieces from barangaroo. It’s not real historical stuff, just things you can have fun with. 

Anyway after waiting only 20 minutes it was our turn. There’s a 10 second change over between groups so it all happens pretty fast. My wife was just going to watch and take photos, she’s not so good with moving things or pictures. Then the people behind us had a baby and a pram, and weren’t quick enough on the changeover. This meant that it was just the two of us, me and my son. (I know I know it’s bad English!) lucky us! 

So the floor cracked and fell away, showing us the dinosaur bones. And I fell too, sprawled on my back as we fell through the ages. I picked myself up and we found ourselves standing on logs, which were being sawn up so we jumped from one log to another so we didn’t get sawn up. 

Then we found ourselves on a tall ship at sea. Somehow I was on the main yard trying to keep my balance as I slowly walked to the end where I was knocked off it by the tentacle of a giant pink squid. We landed in what must have been an air conditioning plant underneath barangaroo. We jumped up and down on the compressor to keep it going while the nearby penguins shivered. 

Barangaroo must have its own waste composting because that’s where we found ourselves next. Just us, the compost and a giant green worm! Quick run away before he eats us! Run run run! There’s obviously fun places here too because we found ourselves on a dance floor with different coloured squares where we could strut our stuff…with the penguins! 

It was all over in 75 seconds, but it was sooooo much fun. And then something strange happened. We got a round of applause! I totally forgot that there were other people around. I was in the moment having fun. Just me and my son. I guess the other people had fun too just watching us have fun. Admittedly I was trying to have as much fun as possible with it and I guess it showed. 

Hey I thought I was an introvert. But then I have also been described as gregarious. I guess it all depends on the timing. 

Photo from destination nsw 

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Stand up comedy – coming out at work

Ok I promised to tell this story back in my first post. It’s about coming out at work and it goes something like this…

So I told the boss one morning. We’re both early starters so we had plenty of private time. And I just straight out told him that I was transgender. He was very surprised, but felt very honoured that I had told him. 

I told him that things weren’t really going to change too much and that I wasn’t planning to come to work in a dress because I didn’t think I would be comfortable doing that. (And to be honest I’m still not comfortable at work in a dress. I like my separates). 

Our conversation was interrupted by our mail delivery. And there was a package for me. The boss asked what I got. And I had to answer, “Um…you know how I said I wasn’t planning to wear a dress to work? Well these are dresses…”. He just laughed as I turned red. What were the odds on that happening? Talk about timing! 

Timing. Timing is everything for a comedian. Without good timing even the funniest thing falls flat on its face. I like to think that I have understated humour… Unless I’m doing a dad joke. 

I’m generally a quiet person. At work I’ll speak up if I’ve got something really important to say. Or if I need to lighten the situation with something funny. Actually that’s probably me all the time.

It’s Tuesday. We always have a staff meeting on a Tuesday. No boss today though, as he has a government meeting. He knows that I’m telling everyone today and wishes me luck. 

So one of the things that we do at the meeting is to let everyone how we’re feeling… You know like “I’m a 3. Things are going wrong and I have deadlines today” or “I’m a 9. Everything is going to plan and I had a great weekend.”. The mood of the meeting is a little down around a 5-6 average. Me, work’s been good, I’ve told my family and the boss that I’m transgender and it’s all been good so I’m way up the scale. 

It’s my turn to rate myself. “Well, I’m a 10. I told my parents on the weekend that I’m transgender…” my workmates, all girls by the way, are killing themselves laughing, figuring that it’s just me trying to lighten the mood. I dig the hole a bit deeper,”…and they were so accepting that it was better than I could have ever dreamed.” I don’t think most of them heard most of this part because they were rolling in the aisles with laughter. 

I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. The girl in me was like, “Well that didn’t go according to plan!”. The comedian in me was just lapping it up. “Could I have gotten a bigger laugh?” I knew however that there was no point in trying to correct them now. They were too far gone. Needless to say the meeting was in a much better mood now. 

I resolved to telling them in the coming days in ones or twos. And I also resolved that I would never tell a group of people in one hit again. Even if the comedian in me loved getting those laughs. I eventually told them all and they were so accepting and apologetic for laughing at me. I really can’t blame them given the timing, my delivery and my reputation. 

Thank you so much Sue Ann for opening everyone’s eyes to the possibility that I wasn’t joking. 
 

Photo by Hailey Kean