I got called a ma'am today. What the hell? When did I become a ma'am? Yesterday people were still confusing me for their twelve year old kids, and I'm their teacher! And today my pizza boy is calling me ma'am. I always hated people confusing me for twelve and being all oh honey its ok. and im like im 20. and they are all no way! and im like yes way now get out of my face. but now. i kinda want that back. there's no way im a ma'am. I'm a miss. I'm not a ma'am untill I'm 30. I have a little over twenty years before I'm a ma'am. What made him think I was a ma'am? do I have wrinkles? is it because I order pizza from him once a week because i live by myself and hate cooking more than three times a week? I think i just became my mother worrying about my age....