We live in a semi-rural area and I like it that way. Yes, you see some ODD things that in many ways would be considered backwards, tacky or just plain hillbilly. But I’ll take a hillbilly over a gang-banger any day of the week.
Since our little town is surrounded by farms, we have some local farmers that have stands where they sell fruits and vegetables, and we have one that we love particularly because of their corn on the cob.
So.
Usually my husband goes there, but yesterday I went because he was making dinner and the corn we had gotten from the grocery store was rotten. I took my daughter with me and we braved the heat to go buy corn.
Sitting under the shade of the make-shift shelter, I spotted an old dude sitting in a chair next to a playpen with a baby in it, and two other people puttering around. As we made our way to the corn, “old dude” started talking to Abby and she went over to look at the baby. He asked her what her name was and then started to tell us a story about his “best girlfriend” who was 8 years named Abigail who left him and moved to Florida.
There were some serious Forrest Gump moments for a few seconds as he talked.
Then I noticed it.
One tooth.
This guy appeared to have no teeth except for ONE on the bottom.
So I’m sure that even though I tried as hard as I could NOT to stare, I was staring right at it while he talked.
I managed to start working my way out of the place (I had managed to pay while he was talking), and then he said something that explained why he had no teeth. Because some woman had clearly knocked them all out.
He said “she’s so cute, you are lucky, is she your grand-daughter?”
Huh, hey what?
GRAND-DAUGHTER?
Seriously?
That dude is lucky I didn’t knock out that last tooth.








I remember being 12 or 13 in tow of my parents walking through Chicago carrying one of my baby brothers and a man saying “How cute my baby was” uhhhh what??
I’ve only gotten that once, so far. I am sure it won’t be the last time for me though & others have probably thought it and just didn’t open their yappers.
I am old enough to easily be my daughter’s Gma. I was 5 months prego on my 40th BDay. In your case I just think the old coot needed some glasses. If he never bothered to get teeth, maybe seeing is not high on his priority list either.
So can we call you Granny?
Only if you want to risk me throwing something at you LOL
LOL Omg! I have to second what Karen is saying he’s probably pretty ancient that he assumed your age…but then again maybe he was HOPING you were older because he was hitting on you!!!!
Crap that didn’t occur to me Brittany. I’m never going back there again. OMG!
That’s hilarious! There were a few preschool parents who used to get that when my oldest was in preschool. Although they were very close to my parents’ ages with kids going to school with my kids. It kinda makes for an odd generation gap the way a lot of couples wait so long to have kids now. Although it i8s fun for me when age comes up in conversation and the other moms are discussing the woes of their 40′s and 50′s (mind you they have toddlers and preschoolers running around too), and I say, “This is good information for when I get there. I’m only 30.”
You do NOT look like a grandma, don’t worry about it – my Mom got that a lot when I was little. People project what they know onto others.
LOL. Yup I would have knocked out that last tooth!
Okay I shouldn’t laugh but I did. But I laughed at your last comment because that woul dhave been my first thought. Pow right in the kisser!
ROFL. Well, maybe his sight was going too?
trisha
LOL!! I wouldn’t worry about it Kim. He sounds like he is ancient . . . from a time where most moms were 16. :P
That’s what my husband said…except he said he was from a time where people started having kids at 12 LOL