LOL... So after the lady at the nail salon laughed at me for selecting a muted color for my nails that was for old people, she was stunned (like, shout-at-the-other-ladies-in Vietnamese-to-come-look-at me-in-disbelief stunned) to find that I am 28 years old. Then, noticing the lack of ring, she asked if I was married, to which I politely answered no. She then made a disapproving harrumph and told me that by my age she was married and had an 11 year old. Oddly enough I was more amused than insulted, but just for the record--I happen to be old (enough to skip the neon green polish), unmarried, childless, and HAPPY. Thanks for asking. And thanks Mommy & Daddy for the sweet fountain of youth genes.
Posted on: Sat, 20 Sep 2014 01:31:05 +0000
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