Ma’am

Ma’am

I’m trying to figure out just exactly when I switched.
Pretty sure it happened overnight.
I swear when I went to sleep I was ‘miss’.
& now …
I am the dreaded ‘ma’am’.

rats.

I know the word is a simple, polite way of speaking to strangers but, I don’t like it.
I don’t like it one bit.
It sounds aged and fogy-ish.
I’d rather a cute, fancy sounding, greeting instead.

Younger Sister and I were at a restaurant not too long ago.
The waitress was very nice and oh so pleasant
& as she began to take our order she asked, ‘What would you like today, sweetie ?”

Awwww.
Sweetie.
Now, that’s cute.

Except she wasn’t looking at me.
When she turned my way she inquired, “& for you ma’am ?”

Sister sat there all innocent with her cuteness and dimples
& I sat there thinking “HEY !!!!”

I googled ‘ma’am’.
I wanted to see the exact definition of this word that bothers me so.
Among the many explanations I found, “a female stranger presumed old enough to have children, particularly if older than the speaker”

Uh Huh.

Google also gave me alternative words just in case I have a problem with ‘ma’am’.

Dame.
Marm.
Frau
Madame.
To name a few.

Ummmm.
Errrr.
Compared to ‘marm’ maybe ‘ma’am’ isn’t so bad after all.
Because ‘marm’, according to Google, is a stingy, bespectacled, elderly, prude.

EEEK.

Better yet
How’s about you all just call me Jacki.
Ok ?

Thank You.

 Sweetie.

🙂

I Am My Feelings