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I really hate being called little pet names like Hon and Sweetie by people I don't know who are noticably younger than me. I find it dismissive and condescending and it really grates on my very last nerve. I can totally overlook it when a little old person calls me something like that or a friend for some strange reason feels the need to do it. Maybe that's because I don't have any friends who do it.

For some reason yesterday was my day to thus be annoyed/insulted. It started out at breakfast. A bunch of us from work met to have breakfast at a local restaurant and even though I was the second oldest in a group of ten, I was the only person the waitress called Hon. Thankfully the entire bill was taken care of by one of our managers so I didn't have to worry about tipping someone who made me angry and gave bad service to boot.

Second case yesterday. I came home from an excessively long day at work and was reflecting on a surprisingly large balance in the checking account when I realized the mortgage payment was due. So I headed off to the bank in the next town figuring I'd stop and get some make up too since I was nearly out and debating the trip anyway. I dropped off the payment and went to the Shiseido counter only to find it empty. I approached the gal at the Chanel counter who was effectively ignoring all foot traffic while she painted her nails and asked her to help me. "Sure, sweetie-pie, I'll help you." Uhhm, maybe a mistake. She then follows me to the front of the counter as if I wanted a make over or something. Hello? You aren't seriously doing that, are you? I turned around, looked her straight in the eye and told her what I wanted, waited while she fished around for it, followed her back to her own register and while she was ringing me up I asked her what the important new nail color was that she was so engrossed in. She showed me her chewed up nails and told me it didn't work out very well because she usually gets them "done." Yea, looks pretty bad. I got another sweetie-pie when she thanked me which really filled me with the overwhelming urge to return the makeup and cancel her commission and buy it from someone else.

So, how was your day, Dear?
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