Kathleen's Blog

Have I mentioned I have been spending a lot of time in Veterinary Hospitals recently?  😉 

A funny thing happened this past weekend that I thought I’d share.  I was waiting to see Misty and while I was waiting, the Veterinarian came out to the waiting room  and updated me on how Misty was doing.

You all know me, I ask questions. I KNOW it can be annoying, but I like to know specifics, pros/cons, possible outcomes, and alternatives, so I ask questions. 

An older gentleman with his wife,  also in the waiting room, asked if I was married.  “No,” I replied, “not married.”  He grunted at me and then said that it was because “Boys don’t like smart girls…”  (to which his wife vigorously nodded in agreement…)

“Excuse me?”  I asked. Maybe I hadn’t heard him clearly? The sleep depravation of the last few days had clearly affected my hearing ability?

“Boys don’t like smart girls” he repeated.  (Again, the wife vigorously nodded her head… apparently HE did NOT marry a smart girl… didn’t she get what she was affirming? )

“You are one of those smart girls with all the questions.” he said, empasizing “questions” as if it was a 4-letter-word.

“I just wanted to know how my dog was doing…” feeling the need to defend myself…for asking smart questions?

“Well, if you stopped being so smart, then you’d have a man to take care of you and your dog, but here you are  smart but unmarried”  he said, emphasizing “unmarried” as if were a contagious disease.

Sarcasm is my go-to emotion when I am happy, sad, hurt, angry, offended, irritated, or elated but when befuddled … I’ve got nothing.  While trying to think of an appropriate, but not disrespectful, response, I stammered and mumbled….

So he finishes with, “Oh, maybe you aren’t so smart after all.  Probably aren’t married cause boys don’t like thin girls.”

Really? I am getting marriage advice from an old man, in a veterinary trauma center?  But let’s focus on what is important here, he called me thin 🙂

Love, me