I went out shopping alone yesterday and bumped into a senior colleague of ours on the way. His first question was to ask why I was alone and where my husband was. I said he was at home. He didn't leave it at that, he asked me where the kids were. I said they were busy and I had to do some shopping. It left me so annoyed and I wanted to ask him if he would've subjected my husband to such interrogation too. But I didn't and I was just defensive, as if he had all the right to ask me such idiotic questions. What gives him the right to ask anybody that, anyway? You know, the day I give back to such people, I will consider myself something.
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