I'm told I drive like a bloke – not sure if that's a compliment tho. I do shout at women drivers, but that's only when they're letting the side down.
I have my purse out, ready to pay at the checkout – the look of surprise is for "HOW can I have spent that much again?".
Do not need plots explained to me – in fact I hate it when people talk thru films. I did get laughed at when I squealed cos the Lamborghini Murcielago LP640 got crushed in The Dark Knight.
PS I don't think I'm a man in a woman's body but my climbing partner does say I'm an honorary bloke ;-)