Our procurement manager just got on the elevator with me and said something that involved referring to me as “young lady.”
I don’t even remember what we were talking about, because as soon as he called me “young lady,” I felt like I was in elementary school and being scolded for drawing on a desk* or something, rather than standing in an elevator at my very grown-up type of job.
I know the men I work with are old enough to be my father, but I just can’t believe someone just called me “young lady.” I’m going to retreat into my cube now and spend the rest of the day feeling like I’m about 10 years old….
On another note, as I was typing this the word “young” started to look really weird to me, to the point where I started to wonder if anyone would know what I was talking about. I hate those moments where perfectly normal words start to look like they aren’t English just because you look at them too long.
* Not that I ever did such a thing.