Not thinking got me caught crossdressed

Hello everybody, I'm new here so I thought I would tell you a story of about 18 months ago as I was trying to get out of the closet. There is a pub in Hull thats very CD friendly that I had been told of and so decided to drive to it just for the sake of finding it just in case I was brave enough to go. On the way back home through Hull I was carved up badly by a taxi at some traffic lights. That was bad enough but he then kept slamming his brakes on making me do the same. We both turned a corner and had to stop as the dustbin men were blocking the road. Then the idiot taxi driver reversed into me without looking (fortunately no damage) I jumped out, rushed over to him and he looked the door so I stood and called him all the B**** and W** and C* under the sun very loudly> And then the crowd cheered (half a dozen bin men and probably a dozen people just in the street.

I walked back to the car, got in, checked my mirror and - Oh shit. They were not cheering me having a go at the Taxi driver. They were cheering me. I was out safe in my car fully dressed in skin tight pink jeans, Skin tight jumper with a padded 40B bra, full very heavy makeup, heavy red lipstick and my bald head, That will teach me to think first. xxxx