Is This My Life Now?

Super weird encounter at Mexican joint down the street tonight.  I was sitting at the bar, eating, totally minding my own beeswax, when some random dude hits on me. Very badly I should add.

He said to me, 100%, completely, and I mean totally out of the blue to me - with no intro - “you’re a teacher right?”. 

Uh no.  Did you assume this because I’m a middle aged woman you sexist pig? 

I replied by stretching my hand out, firmly shook his and and said “hi I’m Dr. Mad Widow” back to him primly because I felt like being an asshole back. He shut up then. 

Ugh.