I went to the lottery store to check my numbers. "Sorry, Ma'am. Not a winner."
Then to the video store to return some movies, when a man walked in front of me. "Oops. Sorry Ma'am. Excuse me, please".
Then to Safeway, where they had 10kg bags of sugar on sale. Looking at the bag, contemplating on how to pick it up (bad back and all), when the young stockboy looks at me and says, "I'll help you with that Ma'am. Did you just want the one bag?"
Standing in line at the Safeway waiting to pay, when the guy behind me asks me, "Excuse me, Ma'am, do you know what time it is?"
At Future Shop looking for a particular video, I stop to ask the sales guy where that video is hiding. "It's over here, Ma'am. Would you like that on DVD or Blu-Ray?" "Blu-Ray", I say, "And please! Don't call me Ma'am." "Yes, Ma'am", he replies, and then smiles.
I don't know. Maybe I should be thankful that everyone was so polite and nice to me. But, I haven't been called Ma'am that many times in one day as I was yesterday. I can't help but feel old!!
2 comments:
It gets worse....just wait....I was once called Ma'am by a lady who looked like she was in her 80's or 90's! What do you do with that???? Assume her eyes were bad? It was actually worse than the feeling of being called Ma'am for the very first time.
S.
you make me laugh!!!
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