Being called "it"

One part of my friday I haven't yet touched on because really it kind of paled in comparison with the rest of it.

But you know, I had to get changed between work and the christmas meal and I had time to kill so I used the loos in the supermarket. I'm not full time, I do not pass, and so I generally use the womens loo. As I was drying my hands before leaving two young girly girl women entered. They eyed me suspiciously and talked between themselves. I had my headphones on, so with my back turned to them I couldn't really hear them. However when I turned around I could. They were both standing in the doorways of cubicles watching me, although one had the decency to use the mirror on the wall to do so. And I heard one of them say "I don't know what "it" is" as they both looked at my chest. I did as I was doing anyway and just left.

It was a shitty moment, but it was just a moment.