It started with a phone call to an old high school/college friend. Well, no, let’s back up….it began when I joined this dayum networking site (Ning) for my high school and college. After being bombarded by dozens of emails from sorority sisters, college friends and associates I finally relented only to be bombarded by dozens more emails notifying me of friend requests and unread notes. All of these former classmates seem to be genuinely excited about having a central location to “reconnect”. Not to sound like a scrooge, but I don’t get it.
Now to the phone call. Every time F.B. and I speak he asks if I’m seeing anyone or if I’m married. Not that he’s interested in pursuing anything because he’s happily married and in another state. We talk about once every 3 to 4 months just to catch up, say hello and share a laugh or two. But I’m tired of answering the question not just from him but from everyone.
If you’re single you know how it goes. They fire off theses questions in rapid succession and my answers are sometimes met with a “Oh, really. Okay.” Usually with that “tone” to suggest pity or wonderment.
So are you married?
Why aren’t you married yet?
No on has snatched you up yet? Maaan, if I were single.
You’re a beautiful girl, why aren’t you married?
When are you getting married? Do you want to get married?
You do like men, don’t you?
What, are you too picky?
I guess men find you too independent, huh?
Do you have children? You’re getting older don’t you think you need to get started?
The questions and the assumptions made are, for lack of a better word, insensitive, ignorant and just downright RUDE.
I. AM. TIRED. I mean DAYUM…give it a rest already.