it's not the first time it's happened

when ashley and i first moved to scottsdale, we were frequently confused for as a couple. i didn't think i'd have the same problem ever again, once i got married to a man. 

conversation between me and a bank teller at wells fargo, 7/21:

teller: hello, ms. campbell. let me just pull up your information and i can cash that check for you. (busy typing) ok, i have it here....oh, is it you or your partner that works with us at wells fargo?

me: excuse me?

teller: yes, you or cortney?

me: oh....my partner...?? (confused with the term)

teller: yes, does she work for wells fargo, or do you?

me: (pause) she does.

don't get confused. no, i didn't correct her. i couldn't break her heart or embarrass her after she sounded so confident and proud of herself for acting so politically correct. it was kind of sweet how nice she was being to me. i don't know if that is because she thought i was a lesbian, or she is just a really nice person. either way, i like nice people, so i didn't say a thing.

i've conjured up some reasons this may have happened:

1. i kind of stopped getting ready and wearing makeup (i'm not a "lipstick lesbian"...i'm the other half. i'm the ellen in the relationship. not portia.).

2. i sometimes only wear my wedding band, which could be confused as a "promise ring".

3. though we share a bank account, i haven't officially changed my name to nelson yet. 

4. my husband's name is cortney. enough said.

i barely see my husband these days, and i miss him. he works his heart out to support the two of us while i wander around taking his money out of the bank and posing as a lesbian.