No need to card me.

25 02 2009

I came across this in my drafts recently and, apparently I never posted it.  Or, if I did, it’s been over a year and a half so you can re-enjoy it all over again.  Things like this make me glad I have a blog – I had completely forgotten about this entry and finding it ripped open old wounds reminded me.  Enjoy.

So The BFF bought herself a nice Scion last night. And the night before I had accompanied her to the Toyota lot because I have this thing for test driving cars. Also for looking at model homes. But that is beside the point. So, anyhow, we are driving around and chatting the way you are wont to do with a salesman* and he mentions how much our town has changed over the years (for instance, the dealership used to be cow pastures 10 years ago). Melissa asks him how old he is and when he replies 24, she told him our ages (29). And he replied in utter shock: “Oh! Really? Oh! So we’re all young then!” Like he had assumed we were pushing 50 or something. WTF? I mean, OK, do I look that old? Really?? Is it shocking to know I’ve not yet hit 30? Damn!

It was hilarious. I did my best not to laugh in his face. Which, now that I think about it, would have been hard anyway since he was in the backseat.

And to think I’m even older now.  *shakes head*

*Later in conversation this salesman mentions his baby son was born at home so we get to talking about it and he mentions the midwife (Geri, for those in the know) is actually his aunt and had attended his own birth at home some 462 years (excuse me, I mean 24 years) previous which inspired her to become the midwife she is today. Funny, huh?




3 responses

25 02 2009

You DID post this. And I liked it as much this time as the last time. So what does it say about me that I bemember it? Does it make me your blog-ho?

25 02 2009

OK, the WTF was it in my drafts? Oh well. At least now I know I have a blog-ho so it was worth it.

26 02 2009

I swear, car salesmen are morons.

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