I have a name that most people don't know whether is typically female or typically male. I don't give a rat's nadge if they address me as Mr first name surname, Mr Surname, Ms x, whatever. This isn't because I'm blessed by some cis-het privilege ("how nice not to care" someone once told me earnestly)... It's that it does not matter to me or my identity.
What I do not like is when schools refer to me as Mrs Ex Partner's surname because they've assumed from my kids' names, and repeated this multiple times even after I've told them we are no longer together and were never married anyway.
Internally I just do a little sigh about automatic speech based on old paternalistic bullshit.
Ultimately I don't care that much because I don't need their validation and I know they are busy and probably don't mean to annoy.
I don't need to be seen as belonging to a particular gender category. If others do that's fine, but it's not for me.
And it must be excruciating for anyone mid-transition to be forced to announce their pronouns.
i do think it is akin to sexuality, religion, race or nationality, and other protected characteristics. Normally, colleagues talk about home, family and social life. It's left to you how much you share, which it is how it should be. You don't have to stand up on your first day and say how you fare on all the protected characteristics so no-one inadvertently offends you with their normative discourse. You'd just presume that most colleagues would be respectful and would be hauled up for obvious transgressions.