Post Script

In conjunction with my last post, I have had three experiences at the grocery store, with men, that I feel compelled to relay here, because they confound me.

1. Around Christmas 08, I ran into a man who had audited one of my grad school classes, a retired neurosurgeon. I had the baby with me and he said to me, I guess in reference to my "past life" in academia, "So, I guess you decided to turn off your brain for a while, huh?" Yes, now I am brain dead. Nothing goin' on up there.

2. Last month, I ran into an another acquaintance who is the father of a very precocious two year-old. He asked me if I was working. I said I was working very part time, but mostly taking care of the baby. He said, "You think that's hard; you should try working full time and taking care of a baby!" FYI, people, taking care of a baby full time is working full time.

3. Recently, I ran into someone I know somewhat better than the other two; we have known each other for a while. I didn't have the baby with me this time, and he said, "I almost didn't recognize you without the baby." Funny, because when I have the baby with me, people don't usually see me at all.