I thought the thread title would be a euphemism for something else, however no, it's about blokes dressed as women...
I've encountered a couple of them at work when I'm out and about. One is particularly 'friendly', which is a worry...looks like Cher but with the voice of a camp Brian Blessed. Alarming.
The other I didn't know about and was a complete surprise when I got the 'reveal'. I knocked on the door and was greeted by a pair of legs in fishnet stockings and high heels. Panning up, there was a short skirt - at which point I thought to myself 'hello...' Got to the facial area and realised it was a bloke with about as much femininity as a breeze block. Felt like crying. And vomiting.
ETA: Just for clarification, I work for Royal Mail and so it's part of my job to knock on doors... I didn't want to give the impression I was some kind of cross-dresser hunting Louis Theroux kinda guy...