Being interrogated by people much younger than I

A few weeks ago a student of mine was joking about how there is a ghost whose name is also Scott and who roams the school. This same student was asking me whether I was married or if I had a girlfriend, which for some reason made me think back to the previous incident. I began to think that she must have been suggesting that I am in some way like a ghost, particularly that my soul appears to be in slumber, a recent very 'emo' worry of mine. I think that I often appear like a nervous robot shuffling around using far too many words they don't understand, and totally unyeilding to their gestures of kindness and appreciation and rigidly adhering to the plan I have set forth for them (pretty much exactly how I feel about my father minus the part about word usage).