{"id":1872,"date":"2010-04-18T17:52:31","date_gmt":"2010-04-19T00:52:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/?p=1872"},"modified":"2025-05-23T17:32:44","modified_gmt":"2025-05-23T22:32:44","slug":"grownupism-friday-april-16th","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/grownupism-friday-april-16th\/","title":{"rendered":"Grownupism &#8211; Friday April 16th"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/fourohfive\/4126319319\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/4126319319_869ff954e5-201x300.jpg\" alt=\"4126319319_869ff954e5\" title=\"4126319319_869ff954e5\" width=\"201\" height=\"300\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1873\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/4126319319_869ff954e5-201x300.jpg 201w, http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/4126319319_869ff954e5.jpg 335w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 201px) 85vw, 201px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I got ma&#8217;am&#8217;ed twice today.  I know it has happened before, but when your belly is so big you don&#8217;t trust yourself shaving your legs and the only shoes that fit are Converse sneakers you get a little sensitive.  I got one from the maintenance man in my parking garage (I swear he used to Miss me) and one at Starbucks (usually I get a Love from the Irish girl but she wasn&#8217;t there today).<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>When I tried to complain about it later my work associates rolled their eyes and pointed to my wedding band (a substitute, the original doesn&#8217;t fit) and the baby in my belly.  &#8220;Yes&#8221; I insisted &#8220;but what about my unlined forehead and impish expression?&#8221;  They rolled their eyes again.  <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>What a cruel foul fate that we don&#8217;t care about being perceived as youthful until we&#8217;re not.  Just a few months ago, I was complaining about not being taken seriously at my job because I look too young.  If I believed in God or Karma or fate I would feel uncomfortable about that conversation now, post-ma&#8217;am.  I think I was bullshitting myself too, because I work in advertising.  In this industry youthfulness is a sign of cool, and cool is more valuable than experience and respect.  I just happen to be in the ad niche where looking too young is a more obvious sign that you probably don&#8217;t know what you&#8217;re talking about, which in my case is often true.  During my short stint on the creative side, Stupid Kid was King.  That&#8217;s why I&#8217;m still perversely drawn to novelty tee-shirts and blogs.  <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Anyway, I just had to vent.  As I write this I&#8217;m realizing that ma&#8217;am isn&#8217;t the worst thing that could happen to me- personally or professionally.  At least now when I get a parking ticket I can pay for it myself instead of calling my Dad-or my brother when my Dad was out of town.  I earned my ma&#8217;am.  I had a bunch of annoying jobs and boyfriends and destructive habits and now I&#8217;m a well-functioning contributing member of society.  I donate to NPR, I can feed myself, and if a ma&#8217;am comes along with that I can live with it. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I got ma&#8217;am&#8217;ed twice today. I know it has happened before, but when your belly is so big you don&#8217;t trust yourself shaving your legs and the only shoes that fit are Converse sneakers you get a little sensitive. I got one from the maintenance man in my parking garage (I swear he used to &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/grownupism-friday-april-16th\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Grownupism &#8211; Friday April 16th&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1872","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1872","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1872"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1872\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3554,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1872\/revisions\/3554"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1872"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1872"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1872"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}