...gone by. Today was my 35th birthday. Not sure why 35 seems so significant. I guess it's that age when the doctors think pregnancy, calcium intake, and mammography suddenly become so noticeable. To me, I don't feel any older or different than I did 20 years ago. Well, except for the obviously largerness of me. I do feel significantly larger than I did then.
And, I feel more in control of my emotions than back then too. Just the other day (Friday to be exact), I was shopping for work pants (I've gained yet another dress-size since I last worked) with my mom. While I was in the dressing room trying on about a gazillion different things, another woman came back to try something on. The saleswoman said, "Would you like to try those on, Young Lady? Right here, Honey."
Now I am not one to take kindly to "Honey" and "Sweetie" but, this woman takes the cake! She put on the nastiest tone I have ever heard someone use in a clothing store to an older saleswoman and exclaimed, "I am NOT a young lady and I don't like to be called Honey! I don't want to be humored. I just want to try these on!" Now these words all on their own are not too bad, but with the nasty tone, they were SOOOOO RUDE!
My mom and I looked at each other in total shock and disbelief. But, instead of ignoring the woman's rudeness and letting it go, my mom pipes in with, "She was just trying to be nice." Now, she said it in a very non-challenging tone with just a hint of "calm down" in there. The woman shouts (shouting now), "Shut up and mind your own fucking business, you Brainless Twit! You have no idea what my problems are so just butt out. Stupid fucking brainless twit!"
I chose to maintain my silence, but the giggles would not be suppressed...mom and I had a nice laugh over that. I guess I have learned some humor in the last 20 years. I recall a time I would have responded to her and there would have been no point but I would have argued until I got myself all worked up into a dither. Of course, I would have said, "At least you got two things right. I have no idea what your problems are (not that I care) and you are certainly not a lady--young or otherwise!"
I guess the big benefit to having a brain and a blog, is that I get to have the last word anyway! Yay for me! :) Maybe I haven't matured as much as I thought HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA :D