please no ma'am!!

Recently I have made it my mission to train the men and boys in this world to call me (and frankly every other gal they come in contact with)  Miss and not Ma'am.  Honestly, ma'am??!!! Really? Is that necessary? I realize it is more polite than "lady" or "hey you" but I feel about 90 every time it happens.  And I truly can't remember when the switch from people calling me miss to ma'am actually happened in my case but all of a sudden it seemed like the world was aging me up with that one little salutation.  And frankly it bums me out.   Did it happen before I turned 40 or after?? Who knows!  Thankfully the very nice boys I buy fruit from every single Sunday at my local farmer's market have it down.  And for that, I will always be loyal and purchase my pluots and peaches from them.  And the guys working at my local Pep Boys autoparts store.  Yep, I have them trained too. Now I just need to get the other 98% of the planet on board...

And for any fab Miss, how lovely is the hot pink vintage dress at the top of this post?  Spotted it at the Rose Bowl flea market a couple of weeks ago.  Sadly at $285, I had to pass.  But I did take this pic for someday.  You know, when I have my life figured out and have the funds to have someone make me one just like it!
 
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until next time...

the formerly almost 40 year old intern