When I picked up my wife from work one afternoon, she seemed irritated. She confessed that the day hadn't gone well and on top of everything else, a young customer had addressed her as "ma'am."
"I'm not that old," she insisted. "I deserve more respect!"
She vented the whole way home while hitting the scan button on the radio.
Finally I asked, "What are you looking for"?
She replied, "The oldies station."
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