Attention parents who wink, smile slyly and ask, “So…when are you going to have some little ones?”: stop it. Think, people…given how obsessed you are about your own kids, don’t you think that if we became parents we’d mention it?
Seriously, I think I’ve reached my breaking point. The other day someone at work I barely know asked me if I’d “be giving my mother any grandchildren soon.” I replied that I might, and asked her how much they’re going for these days. I know the import market is pretty wide open, I said, but the shipping charges must be a nightmare.
Granted, it takes a while for people to get used to my sense of humour, and I think I may now be on file with our HR department. But it was worth it.
I don’t think it’s a coincidence that the people I like the most are the ones who never ask me. Not because they know better, but because they’re interesting people who can muster a conversation about more than one topic.