Hi there everyone!
I am offended, highly offended.
In the past week several car guards called me Mammie when thanking me for my contribution when I left the car park. It used to be Sissie. How did that happen, what seems like overnight? One day I wake up as a Sissie and then go to bed being a Mammie.
What this tells me, is that I am ageing in an obvious way. This morning I nearly asked my money back after the Mammie comment! What's next? Will I be called Gogo? If that happens in the near future, you will be reading about me in the newspaper and I don't mean in a good way. (Car guard confused after being assulted by unknown lady shouting `I am not a Mammie!')
Another example of my rapid ageing was at church this morning. I was in such a lovely mood after the sermon. Lovely...the goodness and happiness in my heart showed on my face. I shared a wonderful cup of tea with my fellow church members. I even decided to compliment the lovely young lady on her tea making skills, which I did as I was handing my empty cup back.
Then...all the goodness and kindness that I was giving a place in my heart disappeared like it never existed! The young (not so lovely anymore) lady replied with a sweet smile `It is a pleasure Tannie!'
Where will this all end?
With another round of Botox I suppose.
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