Am I The Only One … who dislikes being called ‘honey’ by strangers

You know what I’m talking about. You’re in a nice restaurant when the server says, “Are you ready to order, Dear?” “Would you like a refill on your soda, Honey?” At my last dental visit I became ‘Baby Girl’.  Talk about setting my teeth on edge! I momentarily wondered   what the penalty would be if I bit down on those fingers in my mouth.

When did it become good customer service to call you customer, client, patient, endearing names?

I am pushing hard at 70 years old and I do not appreciate the young server or the dental hygienist, both who are still wet behind the ears calling me Honey or Sweetie. My parents gave me a perfectly good name and if a stranger wants to add personal service, call me by my name.

The familiarity of using ‘pet names’ that your sweetheart might use, to me, is neither respectful nor professional.

(I’m just sayin’)

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Gram use’ta say

“I’m from Kentucky,
land of beautiful horses and fast women.”

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