What is it about young people? Do they really think it's cute to ask if I'm old enough to buy that wine? Seriously, nobody thinks that's funny. Well, nobody over the mental age of 12. It just gives me another reason to drink.
I guess calling me Ma'am isn't really an insult, just a reminder that I'm old. So I don't really blame someone for using that term, but it still hurts. There are worse things to be called, sure. (And I've heard them all.)
Getting old is hard enough without constant reminders from everyone I encounter. If one more old man treats me rudely because I'm not young and attractive, I'm pretty sure I'll go ballistic. There's a good chance I'll be arrested. But if there's just one woman on the jury who's been through menopause, I won't be convicted.
You might think I look like a harmless old lady. Don't let that smile fool you (it's really just a smirk anyway). My mood can turn on a dime. And you never know which personality is lurking just beneath the surface. Make your jokes and comments at your own risk.
To all you young whippersnappers, stop and think before you speak. And for the love of God, don't EVER call me "young lady".
Monday, March 15, 2010
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I am so sorry but I can relate to you in more ways than one.
Losing your Mother ...I can relate( not saying I know how you felt because that I don't) but I lost my Mom when I was 23.
waiting for that darn sign from up above, yep can relate there to.
Waited it seemed like forever to get a sign from my Sweetheart that he was still around.
Menopause....yep can relate there to.
Your right you never know what mood will pop out.
Hate being called Mam.....are we really as old as they think. Remember when we thought 30 was old? My oldest Son is now 39 Ha!!! I tell him he is catching up fast.
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