Seriously?
Oct. 14th, 2011 01:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sinkwriterLast night my classmates were joking around that we should all go out to this local restaurant (one I've never visited), in order to enjoy their apparently really tasty barbeque chicken wings. One of the young women said we should also try their really yummy alcoholic beverages, after which she added, "For those of you who are of age, of course."
So everyone started chiming in with their ages, to prove they were old enough to go out and have an evening of BBQ wings and margueritas. One guy was 24. One girl was 21. Another was 23. They all went around, and I waited, silently smiling as I packed up my art supplies, knowing they'd get to me eventually.
Sure enough, one of the 23-year-old women -- the one who'd started the conversation -- turned to me and said, "How old are you?"
And I grinned at her and said, "Shut up."
She laughed but said, "Come on, what are you, 24? 25?"
It was my turn to laugh, because come on. Seriously? They look at me and think I'm somehow in my 20's? Seriously?
So I pointed upwards with my thumb, gesturing for her to keep going.
She said, "27?"
I kept pointing up.
She actually looked surprised as she said, "29?"
As I told her she was wrong again, a few of my classmates whipped around from their respective areas around the room and stared at me. "Shut up," one of them said, her mouth dropping open. "You're older than 29?"
I laughed that they even thought I could possibly be younger than 29.
I still can't believe they were so surprised by that. I mean, yeah, I try to take care of my skin and all that, but still... I don't think I could be like those 20-something actors who play teenagers on TV and sort of 'pass.'
And in the end they didn't even care to keep guessing or hear what my real age was; they said, "No way, Sherry! You're 29 to us. We're declaring it. You're forever 29."
LOL. Okay, then. Fine by me.
I didn't have the heart to tell them that as of this past August they needed to take that number and add 10. Yep, you're in class with a 39-year-old. Shocking, isn't it? Simply scandalous!
And I laugh and laugh.
So everyone started chiming in with their ages, to prove they were old enough to go out and have an evening of BBQ wings and margueritas. One guy was 24. One girl was 21. Another was 23. They all went around, and I waited, silently smiling as I packed up my art supplies, knowing they'd get to me eventually.
Sure enough, one of the 23-year-old women -- the one who'd started the conversation -- turned to me and said, "How old are you?"
And I grinned at her and said, "Shut up."
She laughed but said, "Come on, what are you, 24? 25?"
It was my turn to laugh, because come on. Seriously? They look at me and think I'm somehow in my 20's? Seriously?
So I pointed upwards with my thumb, gesturing for her to keep going.
She said, "27?"
I kept pointing up.
She actually looked surprised as she said, "29?"
As I told her she was wrong again, a few of my classmates whipped around from their respective areas around the room and stared at me. "Shut up," one of them said, her mouth dropping open. "You're older than 29?"
I laughed that they even thought I could possibly be younger than 29.
I still can't believe they were so surprised by that. I mean, yeah, I try to take care of my skin and all that, but still... I don't think I could be like those 20-something actors who play teenagers on TV and sort of 'pass.'
And in the end they didn't even care to keep guessing or hear what my real age was; they said, "No way, Sherry! You're 29 to us. We're declaring it. You're forever 29."
LOL. Okay, then. Fine by me.
I didn't have the heart to tell them that as of this past August they needed to take that number and add 10. Yep, you're in class with a 39-year-old. Shocking, isn't it? Simply scandalous!
And I laugh and laugh.
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Date: 2011-10-14 09:08 pm (UTC)Someone recently asked my how it can be that I'm over 50 and have no real wrinkles on my face -- was there something special that I did, some skin care routine? I couldn't help it. I beamed from ear to ear and said, "that's the beauty of fat. Right there."
She laughed like hell, and so did I!
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Date: 2011-10-14 10:18 pm (UTC)Also, omg the song you're listening to. LOVE her.
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Date: 2011-10-15 02:45 am (UTC)I never realised I looked young till I started work at my current place. I was older than all the ones I worked directly with, by about a decade or a bit more. Yet they thought I was close to their age. Even now people think I'm still in my 20s, though more late rather than mid.
Also had a couple of funny experiences at cons with actresses. Saying that I'd seen them 10-15 years ago, and them replying that I must've been a kid. No, I was ~20 at the time. Marina Sirtis (Troi - TNG) gaped at me and said I looked 12 ;)
I go to things with my sis who's 8 years younger than me and people think she's the elder. Probably my lily white complexion from staying out of the sun. 37 now.
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Date: 2011-10-15 05:36 am (UTC)I think they all think I'm really young (by that I mean early 20s) at my other job too, because I'm not married and have no kids, and don't LOOK like I'm in my 30s.
I do get annoyed when I don't have my ID and get turned down trying to buy alcohol (the drinking age is 18 here FFS). I want to scream I'M 33 GIVE ME BACK THAT WINEEEEEE, but that probably won't help my case.
Yay us with the good genes, who look after our skin, etc. I have awful crows feet, but if I don't smile I can pass for 18 apparently lmao.
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Date: 2011-10-15 07:28 am (UTC)The fact they stopped at 29 is quite telling.
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Date: 2011-10-15 04:21 pm (UTC)Yes, because as we all know, life ends after you turn 30. *GRIN* *eyeroll* If they only knew how old I really was, they would feel soooooo bad for me. Because I'm no longer young and stupid. LOL.