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The other night we were at Target walking along minding our own business when some woman turns around, does a double take, and says really loudly “You all twins?” We smile and say no. “Oooh, really? You all sisters?” Again, no. She just continues to stare at us so I finally say we’re cousins. Then she goes on screaming about how much we look alike and she knew we were related. And that’s nothing new. We get it all.the.time. Another time we went into a pizza shop and the girl ringing us up goes “I’m sorry I just have to say you two are the most beautiful set of twins I have ever seen.” We laugh, thank her, then tell her we’re not twins. Again, we went through the sister and cousin speech. Almost any time we are together we get asked if we’re twins or sisters.
I never thought much about it and we’re normally pretty amused by it. Sometimes we like to confuse people by telling them different stories or I’ll say “yeah we’re twins but I’m 4 years older” and that usually makes them stop and think. But Emily pointed out after Target lady freaked out that it is really weird to ask us this. She said if she saw people that looked like twins she wouldn’t ask them because she’d either assume they were or that they were related in some way. And it made me realize that she’s right. I have never once asked people if they were twins and I’ve never seen anyone ask someone if they were twins. I think the only time I’ve seen it done is with babies but definitely not with adults. So why us? And more importantly, why are people so comfortable asking such questions? I’ve been told by non-Americans that Americans feel very free to ask whatever they want whereas where they come from no one would ask those questions. Like when you hear someone with a British accent and you ask where they’re from. I never thought it was rude until it was pointed out to me that it kind of us. Some pregnant woman don’t want you asking when you’re due, how many you’ve got in there, and if you can touch they’re belly. Anyway, I digress.
Emily and I decided that we’re going to mess with people from now on and we’ll switch up every so often what our answers will be. Right now we’re going to say “nooo… I just met her.” (from a few years ago when I chopped all my hair off)
Guess what? August is in 2 weeks! Umm… yeah. I thought I’d take my new favorite monthly series and turn it into a link up! On August 1 I will be sharing the strange ways people get to my blog and I invite you to do the same! Here is last month’s post. Button coming soon!