Excuse me, but when did I become a “Ma’am”? I’m 23 for hell’s sake, I’m not married, do not have children and am still in college. I’ll be damned if I think of myself as an adult. Shit, if I am an adult then I’m in trouble. I’m just a big kid playing House.
So- what is it that makes grocery store boys call me “Ma’am” and strangers on the street stop me with, “Um, Ma’am-“ ? Is it the clothes? The hair? The conspicuously-studious eye glasses? No, I know, it’s the walk, isn’t it? Or, the car??
I want to know when I crossed over from “Miss” to “Ma’am”. It’s like a lingering effect of puberty. I think I want to appeal.
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ReplyDeleteI suggest Kait. She'll feel the Miss/Ma'am conundrum.
P.S. It's our fabulous 'tudes.