Reply To: The ‘M’ Word

[Phoebe Smyth]

The first time I was ma’amed was at a Dunkin doughnuts. It was early 90’s and the only time I could do laundry was usually about 2 or 3 am. So I figured why not do it dressed up. So I was waiting for my final load to dry and feeling a bit peckish so went next door for a bite and a coffee. A guy in line behind me was subtly outing me to someone else inline and the girl behind the counter could see I was becoming distressed. Maybe she felt sorry for me or maybe she just felt like setting the tone for the jerk behind me. When she said here’s your change ma’am with a smile and gave him a frown immediately after it made my whole day after.