No One Can Agree On How Old I Am
For the record, I'm 31. This seems like a respectable age to me. I'm young but hopefully less of an idiot than I was in my twenties. Moving along. For some reason, people feel the need to comment on my age/ appearance in work settings, and this now seems to be expanding to other settings. Fun!!
Here I am in a selfie taken in a dirty mirror. Always a classic. Anyhoo, I admit that I have a youthful face (wear your sunscreen) which sometimes prompts questions at work about how old I am. Earlier this year, I had this conversation:
CNA at Nursing Home [who is 19-years-old]: Have you ever seen Monsters, Inc?
Me: No.
CNA: You look just like the little girl, Boo.
Me: What??
CNA: Hey, so-and-so, doesn't she look just like Boo from Monsters, Inc?
So-and-so: (laughing) Yeah, she does!
It went on like this for a few minutes with several people agreeing with her. I came home and immediately Googled Boo, my apparent doppleganger.
Here's Boo. She's a two-year-old. An animated two-year old. Okay.
BUT WAIT.
A few weeks later, while thrifting, a lady at Thrift Store A asked me if I qualified for the senior discount. What??? I thought I looked like an animated two-year-old?! One week later, the SAME lady asked me again if I qualified for the senior discount.
A month after that, I was at Thrift Store B checking out when the cashier looked at me and said that it was obvious that I didn't qualify for the senior discount. THANK YOU! I said, explaining how the lady at the Thrift Store A had asked me about it. We had a good chuckle.
THEN, not even two weeks later, I was at Thrift Store B again when I had to check out with this cashier who seems to hate me or maybe she just hates everyone, I'm not sure. Guess what she asked me??? DO I QUALIFY FOR THE SENIOR DISCOUNT.
From now on, I'm going to take the dang discount.
Here I am in a selfie taken in a dirty mirror. Always a classic. Anyhoo, I admit that I have a youthful face (wear your sunscreen) which sometimes prompts questions at work about how old I am. Earlier this year, I had this conversation:
CNA at Nursing Home [who is 19-years-old]: Have you ever seen Monsters, Inc?
Me: No.
CNA: You look just like the little girl, Boo.
Me: What??
CNA: Hey, so-and-so, doesn't she look just like Boo from Monsters, Inc?
So-and-so: (laughing) Yeah, she does!
It went on like this for a few minutes with several people agreeing with her. I came home and immediately Googled Boo, my apparent doppleganger.
Here's Boo. She's a two-year-old. An animated two-year old. Okay.
BUT WAIT.
A few weeks later, while thrifting, a lady at Thrift Store A asked me if I qualified for the senior discount. What??? I thought I looked like an animated two-year-old?! One week later, the SAME lady asked me again if I qualified for the senior discount.
A month after that, I was at Thrift Store B checking out when the cashier looked at me and said that it was obvious that I didn't qualify for the senior discount. THANK YOU! I said, explaining how the lady at the Thrift Store A had asked me about it. We had a good chuckle.
THEN, not even two weeks later, I was at Thrift Store B again when I had to check out with this cashier who seems to hate me or maybe she just hates everyone, I'm not sure. Guess what she asked me??? DO I QUALIFY FOR THE SENIOR DISCOUNT.
From now on, I'm going to take the dang discount.
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