30 yr old w/ kids

The idiocy of people still kind of amazes me. I really don't know why. It shouldn't considering where I work attracts the stupidest people in the midwest at the very least.

There is this girl at work who looks like she may be fifteen at the very oldest, but she is eighteen. I knew that because she didn't take the longer thirty minute breaks that the minors are required to take at work. A couple of us were talking about this one day, thankfully towards the end of the day. We then talked about this guy who looks like he is at the oldest sixteen, but is twenty-two. This is the same age as me.

With the exception of when I was little and very tall for my age, I have always been thought of as younger than my age. The baby face runs in my family. I cannot remember ever being told I looked older.

So when I remarked that I couldn't believe he was the same age as me the eighteen year old girl looked at me and went, "You are twenty-two?!"

"Yes, Yes I am twenty-two..."

"Oh my god, I thought you were in your thirties!!!"

...

The other two women that were there and part of the conversation quickly sucked in their breaths and turned to me to gauge my reaction.

I didn't have much of one. Had I not been at work I probably would have had a very different reaction. I have a temper that I don't even like to see come out. It actually annoys me when I overreact, so I have practiced over the years to manage it. I have become pretty good at it, which the girl should be very thankful of. Something tells me, however, that she wouldn't be the least bit grateful.

The idiot continued for another ten to fifteen minutes to voice her amazement that I wasn't in my thirties. As she did this the word of her verbal shitfall made it's way down the line leaving everyone wondering how I had not slapped her. Again, I don't think I would ever do that even with my temper, but the fact that she just kept going on made me rethink my reigned in actions.

She put the proverbial cherry on top when she turned to me later and asked me if I had kids...

"No, no I don't"

"Why not?"

At this I just had to stop what I was doing to look off into space and gather whatever patience I had left in me. It's not that I was offended though the other women around seemed to be offended for me. I was just plain annoyed. As though at twenty two I should have been sleeping around and already had the 2.5 kids that everyone needs to complete their lives.

Thankfully the other girl there took up the conversation and questioned the idiot as to why I should already have kids. The idiot replied that twenty-two was a good age to start, but then stated that she thought twenty-six or so would be when she would start having kids. Honestly I don't know if humanity could survive that.

Of course when we were clocking out I have to find the humor in everything. I mean it's the end of a long day and Friday no less. We all need a little humor in our lives. So I promptly announced that I was going to go home and feed my kids and rest my weary 30 year old feet. Yes, I found my laughter again in a matter of minutes. No idiot can keep me down.