Me: Hey dad, yea, spending some time in Second Life.
Dad: What's wrong with the life you have?
Me: What? No, it's just an online virtual reality. My life is fine, it's just my avatar is . . .
Dad: Avawho? And what the hell is he wearing? What is that?!
Me: I'm having a little trouble with the gender . . .
Dad: Why is that guy wearing a skirt? Is that supposed to be you? What the?!
Me: In Second Life, my avatar is a male, or at least that's what I had intended.
Dad: So you want to be a guy? What's wrong with kids these days?
Me: I'm still me, a girl. My avatar is male ... so it (she/I) don't get hit on. I'm just having trouble with wardrobe, hair. It must know I'm a girl.
Dad: You don't need a stupid computer. Unplug that thing.
Me: Let me just spend a little time with it. Got to lose that beard.
Dad: Whatever you want. Internet crap. Just stay out of my closet.