The Curse Of The Babyface, Part 2
I have just gotten to work and I go into the locker room where I ran into one of my coworkers. She begins to ask me about my boyfriend, who works in a different department. He is three years older than me. Also, my mother works at the same store, as well, in yet another department.
Coworker: “You and [Boyfriend] have been together for a while now, haven’t you?”
Me: “Yeah, coming up on two years in July!”
Coworker: “You work opposite shift times, right?”
Me: “Yeah. It means we don’t get to see each other that often. Sometimes we can go weeks before we can hang out.”
Coworker: “When was the last time you saw him?”
Me: “Last week on Tuesday. I went over to his house and we watched movies.”
Coworker: “And… your mom is okay with that? With you hanging out alone with him and staying the night with him?”
Me: *Confused* “Um… yeah?”
Coworker: “Wait, how old are you?”
Me: “Thirty-two.”
Coworker: “OH! You’re an adult!”
I started laughing. People often think I’m a lot younger than I am, but I can’t help but wonder if people really thought that my boyfriend was some creep.
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