No I'm NOT 42, You Dumbass!

As you may know, I am selling my old car.  Well, on Saturday a few guys came to look at it.  The funny thing is the guy that was interested in it, had the same exact car!  I mean how many 1990 Chrysler New Yorker 5th Avenue’s are out there?  I don’t think it was a high demand car!  Anyways, one of the other guys came up and was asking my husband and I questions about the car.  Then he looked at me….this was our conversation, he will now be referred to as “dumbass”.
Dumbass-“Are you his wife?”, Me-Yes, Dumbass-“Oh My God!!!  I would of thought you were his older sister, how old are you??”, Me-33, my husband is 6 years OLDER than me, he’s going to be 40 this year.  Dumbass- “Really?  Oh My God!  I would of guessed that you were 42!  He looks like he’s in his 20’s!  Wow, you really DON’T look your age at all!” 

At this point I was livid, he was sooo amazed that I was 33 and not 42!  In my defense I hadn’t colored my hair that day, but I did have some make up on, or at least I did that morning before it slid off my face.  I was so mad, and the guy was probably in his 60’s, had maybe 5 teethleft in his mouth (he did spit on me as he said forty-two), and still it made me mad.  Who says that?  I mean seriously?  Okay, the car is now $1000.00, not $500.  because you are a DUMBASS!  I am still mad 4 days later.  I was complaining to Elle about it, and she said, “why don’t you just blog about it?  That’s what it’s there for”.  I don’t know if she just had enough of listening to me complain, or what, but I decided she was right.  Don’t tell her I said so, it goes straight to her head.  Elle is my unpaid therapist, she’s pretty good, except she does make fun of me continuously, but since I don’t pay her, I kinda let that go.  The next day I colored my hair, “natural golden blonde“, put on a ton of make up and a dress.  Yes, a dress on a weekend, I usually do not wear dresses or heals on my days off (Okay, I know what you’re thinking right now, but I work at an office people, get your mind out of the gutter).  Let me tell you, I did NOT look 42 on Sunday!