The Widow

Oh the things people let stroll out of their mouths!

In Church, a widow stopped me in the hall. Here was our conversation:

WIDOW:   Oh hi, Alli!  How are you?

ME:           Super great. How are you?

WIDOW:   Good. Are you still working for the Boy Scouts?

ME:           Yeah, I am.  Its good.

WIDOW:   I'm sure you work with a lot of men there.

ME:            (Laughing) Yeah. They are all either old or married though...

WIDOW:   Well I'm sure one day their wives will pass away and they'll start looking at you, thinking 

                   you look pretty good.

ME:            (Shocked) Yeah. Maybe.

I can't tell you where the conversation went from there (I was in shock and don't really remember), but I promise you it didn't get any better.  I can tell you it was really short- I wasn't very talkative after that.

This poor widow was in fact getting re-married that week, so it was probably just what was on her mind...

But I'm also feel that by age 27, I am an old maid by Utah standards, and this may be many people thoughts of me.

I"m sure she meant well...