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He is 31 and I'm not.

Just to verify why I have such a problem trusting women...there is this girl about 20 something who likes him. She came up to me outside and said you look your age today. She said, I'm just being frank and honest..you don't look as bright as you usually do and, by the way, how old ARE you. I said I'd have to be out of my mind to admit my age but, by the way, isn't it a shame that as tired an dull as I am today, I still look better than you! She loaded for bear now....I have to be very careful because now she confronts me in front of everyone and calls me "grandma" and makes comments about me being the same age as her mother. She keeps confronting me in front of the other girls trying to find out my age and making comments about my hair, my clothes, my taste in music, asks me what I do for fun...says they will have to take me out and party, etc.

I told them I don't go out to the clubs.

Now I find myself hiding out in my cubby and avoiding them.

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At your age, you can afford to be gracious to ....a 20-yr. woman. She's younger than my lovely, bright engineer niece, for Pete's sake.

So what if she knew your age? And so what if she called you grandma? Aren't you proud to be a grandma?

As for the guy, pfffft. Just another penis. I'm sorry. Penises are dime a dozen.

Get over it, NewLeaf.

No I don't trumpet my age at work, where 80% of the workforce are men. But I have mysteriously told several guys, I'm almost as old as they are....when they called me "young lady". I thanked them for the compliment and walked away in my wrinkled, baggy pants and librarian-like tie-up purple leather shoes. It is a construction site. And no, I have no (well, almost not much)cleavage and never will. There's nothing show to these men, most of whom are great, polite guys to work with.

Well, I'm not waiting until I'm 60 to feel confident. Life's good at 48.

Now, do I sound like a woman you don't trust?

Jeepers.......