I'm at the radiologist's office, waiting for my brain MRI to start.
Some old, white dude is chatting up my poor husband, who is clearly in need of a rescue. So, I start going over the upcoming schedule of food deliveries and scheduled play dates and family visits with my husband, while this dude is still trying to get a word in. Finally, he stops talking and I think to myself, SUCCESS! When all of a sudden, he peers over my husband and stares at me, all creepy-like. And says, I kid you not,
"Are you a child bride?"
Now. I have been asked/told some pretty ludicrous things over the last three decades of my life, but NEVER have I been asked this question before. I looked around the room, like, Did anyone else just hear that? There was this black lady sitting across from me, staring at the dude with a total WTF? expression, so glad to know it wasn't just me. I admit I was so taken aback that it took a while for me to respond, which was, essentially, "What did you just say to me?" And before I could reply with anything else (retort, sarcasm, full-on animosity), my husband is like, "Er, she's older than me" (this is true). And the dude chuckles and says, "Well, she sure don't look it."
Later, as we were laughing at the incredulity of it all, I said to my husband, "Thinking idiotic thoughts are one thing. You can think whatever the hell you want. I just can't understand what compels a person to actively decide to SAY such idiotic thoughts out loud. To a total stranger, no less! I mean, what was he hoping to gain from saying that to me? Was he trying to get a rise out of me?" To which my husband responded, "Well, look on the bright side: He thought you looked young enough to be fourteen. He thought I was a pedophile!"
UPDATE: Brain MRI results showed negative for cancer cells. At this point, I am willing to take whatever victories I can get, however small. Always look on the bright side of life, as they say.
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