When the students started calling me Mrs. instead of my first name (we were a quite informal university), I knew I had crossed the line into old age. Still not used to being called Mrs. and I hate it if they use the formal ‘U’, similar to the French ‘Vous’ and German ‘Sie’. I know they just want to be polite, but it makes me feel ripe for the old folks home.
When the students started calling me Mrs. instead of my first name (we were a quite informal university), I knew I had crossed the line into old age. Still not used to being called Mrs. and I hate it if they use the formal ‘U’, similar to the French ‘Vous’ and German ‘Sie’. I know they just want to be polite, but it makes me feel ripe for the old folks home.