I started suspecting that maybe you and I weren't going to be best friends when you declared that the fillings in my mouth are old and that apparently fillings only last for 10-15 years, so mine would have to be replaced soon even though they are in functioning order....because they are old. I suspected that maybe this wasn't a thing, but I was at least going to go home and look it up first. (Seriously, has anyone heard this from a dentist ever?)
Then you asked how old I was. Then you loudly declared in shock and disbelief "You're 29 and you don't have kids?" Everyone knows that first you are supposed to hound me about marriage. Your options for this as far as I can tell are "Aren't you afraid you're going to die in your apartment alone?" as well as "You should go get married". However, instead just jumping straight to the fact that I haven't procreated yet is overkill. It's not how things are done.
My one solace is that this question isn't supposed to start until after I'm married. I knew a woman who got so sick of this question that a few weeks after her marriage when people would ask "When are you going to have kids?" she'd loudly declare that she was barren, even though she wasn't. Maybe today I shouldn't have smiled and said "No, I don't have kids; and it's wonderful." Cause really all that got was more dental work where I couldn't talk while hearing how children are a blessing. So today Utah, I say the same thing I say to you when I look at the pitiful selection of seafood "At least it's a pretty place to live".