2012/04/05

Are You Grandma?

Da Goddess @ 22:51

The cabinet guy came by the other day to fix a few cabinet doors. Since the owners (my employers) were asleep, I answered the door, baby in arm. The guy does his little spiel about how he tried calling, etc., and I said, “c’mon in. I know they’ll be glad you’re here.” He looks at me and asks, “are you Grandma?”

WTF?!

I don’t have that much gray hair. And I’m freakin’ three years younger than the homeowner. Granted, had my life been different, had my children’s lives been different, I could be a grandmother. But I’m not. I think, too, it’s just a shitty question to ask someone. Especially a woman.

I told him, “No, I’m the nanny.”

Him: “Same thing.”

Oh, dude. You are so wrong. So very, very wrong. So totally, horribly, terribly wrong.

His words cut me. Deeply. I wanted to hurt him.

This was worse than the first time someone called me ma’am.

Am I Grandma? What kinda shit is that?

I don’t care how old a woman is…never ask her that. Let her offer the info. Otherwise, she may be offering to cut off the family jewels.

3 Comments

  1. Very inappropriate. Especially the “Same thing” comment.

    Comment by Retired Navy CPO — 2012/04/06 @ 06:56

  2. Oh, my. That was unconscionably rude. You are NOT ‘grandma-like’ in any way, shape or form. Nope.

    Comment by pam — 2012/04/06 @ 17:18

  3. well I do occasionally walked hunched over, but not all the time. And not in front of him. He was so close to being offered a time-share for his family jewels in a vice grip.

    So glad y’all saw it as rude, too.

    Comment by Da Goddess — 2012/04/06 @ 23:31

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