Neurosis

A Salesman just came to the door. I answered the door.

"Hello, is your mom or dad at home?"
Now instead of just laughing and telling him I am the Mom...or something normal.

I freeze up and lie.

I say, "No."
"Do you know when they will be back?"
I say, "I don't know."
"If I come back after 5pm will they be here?"
I say, "Yes."
Then he gives me a spill about how he is a student from somewhere in Europe and he is selling educational programs for children.
"And how old are your brothers and sisters?"
I pause...and then say, "We just have a two year old."

I am such a dork. I hope I won't have to continue the charade if he comes back.
Apparently I look young, or maybe just younger than European women.