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Every year at Easter, I see relatives that I only see twice a year. This year, I was sitting next to my aunt at dinner, and she asked me if I have a boyfriend. I told her that I was kind of dating around, and with a “whatever” kind of look on my face said, “I’m in no rush,” and I laughed. She said, “Well, don’t wait too long or all of the good ones will be taken.”
Ugh. I don’t care! I SHOULD have said, “Maybe I want one of the bad ones.”
Oh, and on my birthday back in January, my boss’s boss asked my mom (I work at the same company as her) how old I was now. She told him 27, and he asked, “And she’s STILL not married yet? What is she waiting for?”
Kind of an odd - and possibly offensive - thing (especially from a guy) to ask someone’s mother.
And when I started working here a little over a year ago, a handful of people that I met asked me if I had a bf/was engaged/was married. Why is that ANY of their concern?! I’ve actually received more questions about it from non-family members than I have from family members.
I am kind of surprised, though, that me, my brother and my step-brother don’t get more grief about not being married. We’re 25, 26, and 27, and none of us are even remotely close to that point yet.
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