No, seriously. Yesterday, I helped out playing piano at a new church plant out in Tracy (Spring Valley Chinese Christian Church) when one of the church members started talking to me. It was pretty normal small-talk up until she started asking me how old I was. And then she asked me if I had a boyfriend. When I said no, she asked again, "You really don't have a boyfriend?"
Uh....no?
Upon which she mentioned that she had a 29 year old son (*hint hint nudge nudge*) and began talking about him.
Oh. Dear.
Honestly, I couldn't tell if I wanted to be horribly embarrassed or bust out in hysterical laughter. Of course, I didn't do either, but I think I was more inclined towards laughter than anything else. Sad thing is, this isn't even the first occasion in recent years that someone has attempted matchmaking. I know that according to historical standards, I'd be considered an old maid by now, but can we please hold off on the matchmaking for a couple (several) more years?
Aiya.
hahahahhahahahhahahhahahha --- i would be right next to you laughing too! U are too cute for your own good! :P
ReplyDeleteAren't I? ;P lol. naw...it's just the consequences of being Mommy and Daddy's daughter.
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