While at the shopping centre yesterday, a somewhat questionable and completely shit faced young guy came up to me.
“Are they real?”
No clue what he was talking about, I stupidly asked….
As soon as he smirked I knew what he was talking about.
When did it become socially acceptable for a 19-ish year old ‘kid’ to approach a clearly *slightly* older female and question the origin of her lady bits?
Ironically, said lady bits have dropped almost 2 sizes since I lost all the weight, so I have been feeling a bit dubious about them. The more recent up side is that, as my post-surgery tummy swelling goes down, it does make my lady bits look bigger just by simple visual ratio of boob to flatter gut. #winning!
Just when I was feeling a bit chuffed with myself regarding my interaction with the off-his-face teen, he had to screw it all up and follow up with another question.
“So like, you're a total MILF, yeah. How old are you, 40-something?”
Motherfucker….I am 34.
To which he cracked up laughing.
Before moving on to the next lady (one of grandmotherly age range) and asking her the same questions.
Ego now deflated, considering a radical face lift, I left.
Teenagers these days. No clue and no respect.
Now excuse me while I go blue rinse and perm.