I thought this when I first started my gender transition and I was buying women's clothing while still presenting as male (in suburban Texas at that). I insiste

I thought this when I first started my gender transition and I was buying women's clothing while still presenting as male (in suburban Texas at that). I insisted on using the self-checkout for a while before I eventually realized two things: 1) At the self-checkout, I'm constantly calling over the attendant anyway because the machines are shit. 2) The cashiers don't give a fuck. It's a repetitive mind-numbing job and the customers all blend together into one long miasma of scanning. Also, hilarious story: one of the first times I bought stuff, I had filled my cart with a bunch of stuff and then went to pay and found out the self-checkout was down, so I had to go to a cashier. As the cashier started scanning, I felt really embarrassed so I just blurted out "I lost a bet". That was probably the stupidest thing I could've done because now I called attention to it when it would've just blended into the miasma of scanning if I didn't. Hell, even if the cashier did notice what she was scanning before, they could've just thought I was buying stuff for my girlfriend or something, but I scuttled any chance of that happening...