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no longer your jiejie
I've spent many hours contemplating what it means to be an adult and whether or not I am one when I do/don't feel like one. Well, ready or not, regardless of how I feel internally, I've finally stumbled across the indisputable sign of being an adult: when children (of landladies, neighbors, family friends) start calling you "ah yi".
"AH YI HAO," they say.
"Oh dear lord," I say, in terror. There's no going back from here.
"AH YI HAO," they say.
"Oh dear lord," I say, in terror. There's no going back from here.

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(It's okay, having hit my twenties, I'm probably due for the ah yi treatment soon too. AT LEAST WE'RE STILL "UNNI" AND NOT "AJUMMA," OKAY.)
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*in places not the South whee they will call you ma'am regardless of age because it's a matter of manners (and weirdly I have no issue with being called ma'am at all)
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*holds you tight* o______________o
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IT HAPPENED TWO YEARS AGO
WHILST I WAS WALKING HOME FROM WORK
AND AN INNOCENT BABE SAID UNTO ME, "HI AUNTIE!"
SHE DID NOT KNOW THE WEIGHT OF THE BLOW SHE DEALT
SHE MERELY GIGGLED AT MY WAIL OF HORROR
AS I RAN BACK HOME TO NURSE MY WOUNDS IN MY LAIR
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also I like how you've used the donghae icon of glee. it's very schadenfreude.
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ALSO YOU ARE FOREVER SO MUCH YOUNGER THAN ME, UGH. I keep forgetting. /pokes you
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Sob, "ah yi", nooo.