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Bizarre occurrence today.
An old woman came into the café. She was 85. Or so she kept telling us. As I was bringing her the food and drink she'd ordered she looked at me with an odd expression and this happened;
Her: Do you have a girlfriend?
Me: *adjusts bow-tie* Do I look like the sort of person who'd have a girlfriend?
Her: My granddaughters are very nice young girls. They come here some times.
Me: o_O right... I'll just get your tea -
Her: They're very pretty and they're Christian.
Me: *tries not to laugh / cry* um, right. Good for them?
Her: Did you say you had a girlfriend?
Me: No I don't and I'm not going to go looking. I'm just not that type.
Her: ... I... see...
I think she thinks I'm gay, which is amusing.
However, ten minutes later I heard her asking the trainee chef the same questions. His reaction was quite different to mine. He was quite enthusiastic about this pimping out of two unknown young people. He asked questions about what they look like, how tall they were and, to my astonishment, their cup size! And she TOLD him. What the fuck? Is this what the real world is like? If so, I think I resign...
EDIT:
Turns out said old woman and the trainee chef know each other. My hope for humanity leads me to prey that this is some sort of inside joke between them. Even if it is, it's a bit odd.
An old woman came into the café. She was 85. Or so she kept telling us. As I was bringing her the food and drink she'd ordered she looked at me with an odd expression and this happened;
Her: Do you have a girlfriend?
Me: *adjusts bow-tie* Do I look like the sort of person who'd have a girlfriend?
Her: My granddaughters are very nice young girls. They come here some times.
Me: o_O right... I'll just get your tea -
Her: They're very pretty and they're Christian.
Me: *tries not to laugh / cry* um, right. Good for them?
Her: Did you say you had a girlfriend?
Me: No I don't and I'm not going to go looking. I'm just not that type.
Her: ... I... see...
I think she thinks I'm gay, which is amusing.
However, ten minutes later I heard her asking the trainee chef the same questions. His reaction was quite different to mine. He was quite enthusiastic about this pimping out of two unknown young people. He asked questions about what they look like, how tall they were and, to my astonishment, their cup size! And she TOLD him. What the fuck? Is this what the real world is like? If so, I think I resign...
EDIT:
Turns out said old woman and the trainee chef know each other. My hope for humanity leads me to prey that this is some sort of inside joke between them. Even if it is, it's a bit odd.