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So today I walked into my local coffee shop to order my much needed large, non-fat, no foam, extra hot mocha and the guy behind the counter says, “What can I get for you ma’am?” Other than that coffee, I would love, absolutely love, if people would stop calling me “ma’am.” I know it’s a sign of respect. I know no one is trying to offend me. Even so, each time I hear it, it makes me feel 40,000 years old. And for the record, I’m only 37. So you see the discrepancy there.

I really believe that here is no one (other than maybe some 85-year-old woman living in the deep south, drinking peach ice tea on her wrap around porch) who wants to be called ma’am and it probably pisses her off too. What happened to a nice “miss?” “Miss” sounds young. “Miss” sounds bouncy. “Miss” sounds like you still wear strawberry lip balm. I love strawberry lip balm. So please, call me “miss,” hand me my coffee, I’ll smile, hand you my 4 dollars and 34 cents and we’ll do it again tomorrow.

6 Responses to no thank you ma’am

  • Celia Chen says:

    I love your blog! I can totally appreciate your humor cause that's how I feel about being called ma'am as well. Although, I did get carded the other day which was pretty cool.

    Congrats. Mama Bird Diaries is a great read and at least I'll have some insight into motherhood when I finally (read: long time from now) do it myself.

  • Kristen says:

    How did we get to be so darn old? I guess I just hope I am a little wiser for all the years but I think I just realize that I have a lot to learn.

  • Susan Kintner says:

    You said it all….atleast they are not yet asking if you would like them to carry your your latte! Blessings, And yes, how did all the years pass…if you are 37 I must be………

  • Now this is something that I can truly relate to. At 54, I hate being called ma'am, I will always hate being called ma'am and now that you mention it, I think I'm going to stop tipping anyone who calls me ma'am from now on.
    xxx"Aunt" Laurie

  • Bev says:

    Well… I don't have children of my own, howerver I can totally relate to most of your entries(like the ma'am calling) It is great that someone can share their experiences with other young moms who may feel as if the world will come to an end or their husbands will leave them if the house, laundry or dishes are not clean at the end of the day.
    Lots of luck to you & your family. I will be sending a link to all of my friends and family who do have children in the hopes that they to will learn not to sweat the small stuff.
    Keep up the good writing, we will be looking forward to your next entry.

  • Mary Cabrera says:

    Ma’am happens to us all. It means that the person serving you is younger than you are and knows it. It has nothing to do with respect, except in the south. I started getting ma’amed at about age 28 or so by teenagers. Now, at 43, people 20 years older than me ma’am me too. It’s like they’re way of saying they know I’m not a kid and I will be their age some day. It’s not a compliment.

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