OK, so I have a bone to pick. All ye who remember my very positive first blog entry, I am still determined to see that this grass is green over here, but it doesn't mean I can't get annoyed every once in awhile!
So I don't know if it is just being in the south again or if I am particularly prone to being asked this, but in the past couple of weeks I have had three or four people (including interviewers!) ask me, "So, are you married?" I mean, do you SEE a ring on my left finger? How hard is it, really, to sneak a glance? We single women do it all the time....it doesn't take very long, just a quick ring check can answer the burning question. And why, dear stranger, of all facts, must you know this? It tells you less about me than the kind of sandwich I am eating. And then, what next? It's a definite conversation-stopper. Just try it. What else is there to say but, "No." That's it. "No, No, No," to you and you and you. It's the epitome of a closed question. There is nothing more to say (unless they do the unthinkable, and start giving you advice or well-wishes about finding someone, which thankfully has not happened to me in these cases, or else I would be tempted to say something I shouldn't). Geez, people. Ask me something interesting at least. Little did you know I grew up twisting the tails off of helpless little crawfish. See? Way more interesting than "Nope." Oh, and there's more. But you didn't ask. OK, end of ranting.
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Once you are married then the question changes to, "Do you have kids yet?" Or perhaps, "Do you want to have kids?" Then once you have one kid it changes again to, "When are you going to have another?" Really I want to say, "That's totally none of your business!" Perhaps it's my choice to have no kids or only one kid. Maybe I can't have kids. What does it matter to the person asking? How is their life made any better -only I am reminded of my reason and that might make me sad or mad or lonely. Marriage, kids....just best to not ask these kinds of questions to people you don't really know!
Amen, sister!
Amen to your amen!
My most recent instance of this was when I was getting my engagement ring repaired a few weeks ago, and the girl who was "helping" me would not stop asking about whether we wanted to have kids (I'm sorry... Have we met before?), and worse, whether I didn't really want to upgrade my ring to something more impressive... RIGHT IN FRONT OF DAVID.
People... *sigh*
And also...
Churn, I'm glad I'm already your friend, because I know some of the more fascinating things about you, aside from that silly issue.
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