Depressed

I am depressed...very depressed...extremely depressed!!!

One of my colleague brought his 11-year old son to work. Strange enough, even though he speaks only little English & my Danish is nowhere near 'OK', we 'click' (maybe because I have a child in me? :p)

He was following me up & down at work and we bump into a female colleague from another department. Here's the problem: she asked me if the boy is my son. I almost fainted on the spot. NO WAY! Do I look like I'm old enough to have an 11-year old son??

I sprint back to my colleague (the boy's father) & complained. Unfortunately my complaining voice volume went a little high (because I was extremely 'hurt'), the whole row of colleagues heard that & was laughing at me. They said they'll help to call ethics line for such 'insult' that happens on me :s

I wonder & wonder & wonder what's wrong with my look. After rounds of confirmation with my colleagues that I don't look like a mom for 11-year old boy, I draw the conclusion that the female colleague needs a pair of new spectacle! That must be the reason.