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Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Miss-Taken Identity

Who wouldn't want to be HER grandma?!
I was waiting in the doctor’s office for an appointment.
I had four children.
And with cuts, bumps and ‘whatever was going around at the moment’ tended to spend a lot of time there.
My youngest wasn’t feeling well.
We had assumed our usual location in the large room.
My daughter was happily seated in her stroller, watching the other people in the room.
I was engrossed in a four-years-old copy of Time magazine.
Funny how the headlines and concerns of that day looked almost comical four years hence.
But I digress . . .
A woman entered the room and took a seat nearby.
A well-dressed, exquisitely-groomed, obviously prosperous woman in her mid-forties.
My daughter looked at her. “Grandma!” she crowed happily.
She loved her grandma.
I smiled. The woman did have the same hair-colour.
To us it was a title of honour.
Obviously, our opinion wasn’t shared by the whole audience . . .
The woman glanced over at us.
Then, realizing that the little girl was actually speaking to her, her expression of well-bred hauteur changed.
To one of absolute horror.
She got huffily to her feet and glared at me. “I AM NOT A GRANDMA!” she announced.
Loudly.
I stared back. What do you say to that?
“Umm . . . she has a really young Grandma,” I stuttered lamely.
It was all I could think of.
“Humph!” the woman said and, turning, stomped to a different part of the room and out of our sight.
But my daughter wasn’t done. “Where Grandma go?” she asked plaintively. “Grandma!”
Yikes.
I’ve waited for doctor’s appointments.
Sometimes for as long as a couple of hours.
None were as long as this one.


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    1. Best day of my life when I became a Grandma!

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  2. LOL! This totally made my day. Thanks!

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  3. She should've been flattered that a toddler would refer to her as Grandma. Now she just downgraded herself to: BOOT.

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  4. Oh dear! The things our little people say!! (Come to think of it, I can remember saying some of those things when I was older than that ... but that's a different confession for a different time)

    I'd hazard a guess that the lady was not a parent, either, judging by her reaction in general ...

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    1. I'll probably be blogging about the embarrassing things I've said . . .
      That's exactly what I thought. If she had had children, she would have understood.

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  5. Honestly that woman needed to get over it... she could have just smiled :)

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  6. Poor little soul....what a nasty woman that was.

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  7. What a stick in the mud.
    My mother told everyone of her grandchildren's friends to call her Grandma. They did. At her funeral we heard over and over "She told me to call her Grandma."

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    1. That's exactly how I feel. All of my kids' friends called me 'Mom'. And now I expect their kids to call me 'Grandma'. It just follows!

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  8. The woman should have smiled and played along rather than be rude.

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    1. Think of the fun she could have had! :)

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  9. Some people just don't get it do they!
    She obviously was also a very self-centered lady.

    She will have her own "come-upins" one day! - Oh! She probably already has!

    Love,
    Chris

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  10. How rude!
    I was a grandma at 40 and didn't mind one bit.

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    1. I'm the same. Yet another badge of greatness . . .

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  11. Makes one wonder what the reaction would have been if your daughter had looked at her and said "Look, Mommy, a witch!" instead.

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