When a bus driver called say me a boy.

When I was a child and had about 9 years old, I had an annoyed annoying experience. It may will be funny for you.
It was summer;, the weather was hot here but not so much as in Madrid or Barcelona. My curly, long and brown hair was cut because of the a decision from of my mother. because I didn't agree with her.
Well, one day, my brother and I took the bus to visited our friends who lived in a village close to our town. We enjoyed ourself the whole of day;, in fact it was a lovely day. At the evening, we got on the bus. and when I payed my ticked, While the bus driver was gaving me the change, he said “ Thanks, boy". I couldn't believed that (or what?) I had heard! I was embarrassed by it. Besides, my brother was behind me laughing and I couldn't to say to bus driver "I'm sorry, but I'm a girl."
I think he was confused because I didn't wear earrings. Since then, I always wear earrings, even when I'm in the bed.

My mom had a similar experience with a short hair style. In her case, it was associates of my grandfather that mistook her for a boy.