Waiters and waitresses always ask what side dish I'd like and of course - they offer potatoes! potatoes, potatoes - and I am deeply offended due to my ancestors suffering during the Great Irish Famine of the mid 19th century. /S
Seriously though, I suspect this woman's ancestors would offer her a good swift kick in the ass and tell her to grow up.
Lose the red hair and freckles, Pal, and keep your spirits up. I recommend Bushmills.