Thursday, February 21, 2013
What just happened?
Spinsters don't usually curse because it is foul and unladylike. But you know there are moments when it is really hard...like really really hard.
There I was on my way to work. A man sits next to me. He seems nice enough. He begins to ask me about my book. Fine. I will tell him about my book. I don't mind talking to strangers.
Then he asks what I do. Fine. I will tell him that I have a job, but I won't give any specifics.
He asks where I am from. Fine. I tell him.
Then I see it. The bare wedding finger. Uh-oh. I just thought this was a friendly man trying to make some light conversation before work.
Then it happens. "Could I take you to dinner sometime?"
Yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck times 100 billion!
In my head I want to say....
"What the bleep, man? You are at least 30 years older than me. What do you want to talk about at dinner- How your grandson is STILL older than me? How many young girls do you actually get to go to dinner with you? What are you thinking?"
Instead I replied. "No, I have a boyfriend," because it is a-okay to lie to older men who don't have a clue.
To that he responded, "Oh, that is really disappointing."
Three things run through my mind.
a. Do I look like I am 50 years old? (great. I have lost my bloom.)
b. I should yell and point at this man and say "Spinsters, BEWARE!" (because yes, I will fight fire for all of you.)
c. why didn't the dapper young professional with the rockin' skinny tie sit by me so that I wouldn't have had to deal with any of this? (sigh)
It's fine but mostly creepy,