A talented out of town caller hoping to complete a square with eight dancers saw me raise a hand, offering to partake if another person was interested in joining me. The caller, through the microphone, announced ‘There’s a woman ready to dance, will anyone be her partner?’ I’m a trans-nonbinary dancer who had been dancing both roles all evening. It was difficult to hear the caller broadcast their assumptions about me to an entire hall of dancers. In that moment, I didn’t feel cared for or included by my community of 10 years. It was hurtful.