Of Ma'am and Catcalls

Today was a bit of an odd day. I work in a file room that no-one usually works in. So the old boxes and trash tends to pile up. I have to ask to get the trash removed because no-one deals with it on a regular basis.

Well, I asked my boss about getting the trash dealt with, and there was a knock on my file cave door this afternoon. There was two young men there, and they had been sent to take away the trash. They were very polite, but they also 'ma'am-ed'.

I know I live in the South, but being called 'ma'am' makes me feel ancient. I also know that I'm not exactly young anymore, but I surely don't feel like a ma'am!

It is very warm here in NC this week - the temperatures have been going over 80 degrees. Since the A/C makes it a bit cold at work, I tend to layer. On my way to pick up Emily from the sitter, I had stripped down to just a tank top.

There was stop and go traffic on the road I take to get to the highway. I had the windows open, and someone catcalled to me. I'm not sure why, since I was sweaty and my hair was falling out of it's ponytail. But it kind of made up for being 'ma'am-ed'!


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