I think I've mentioned on here before that I am 100% single.
I like being single (most days).
I've always said that if I'm married at 30-32 I'll be happy.
But, what I want to write about today is single shaming.
Oh. my. lord. I can't tell you how often this happens to me.
Random co-worker (only 3 days I started my new job):
"Oh, so now that you have this job are you going to find someone and get married and have kids?"
Umm, what? That's kind of a personal question, and I hardly know you.
And if you did know me then you would know that kids are DEFINITELY no where in my thought process.
Other co-workers:
"So, do you have a boyfriend?"
"No, I don't."
"Oh, well how old are you?"
"26"
"Oh...umm...well you still have time."
Hell yea I still have time. This isn't the 1800's, and I am not an old maid just yet!
That last statement is usually followed up by what I call "The Look".
Which is basically a sympathetic yet quizzical look that asks,
"What the hell is wrong with you that you aren't married yet?"
Random restaurant guy:
I was feeling really sick so I went to my favorite pho restaurant for some soup.
"Just for one?'
"Yea"
"oh {insert The Look here}, well I will eat dinner with you."
Geez. Do I have to share every meal with a significant other?
If I waited for a guy to do anything in my life, nothing would get done
...and apparently I would be really hungry.
Boy: "Little Numbers"
