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For whatever reason, my age seems to present a quandary for people lately. I've been carded two times in the past month. Mister Boyfriend's ex-wife thought I was 35. qB commented that she had no idea that I was so young, and the guy at the car repair shop called me "Kiddo" today. Myself, I've been feeling tragically Grown Up lately, what with paying out hundreds of dollars in car repairs plus wrangling taxes, investments, sick relatives, and career decisions. Someone else told me the other day that I'm lucky to be young enough to move halfway across the country.
So the upshot of all this is that I have no idea exactly how old I look, or feel. I guess I are what I is, and that's all it is.
Comments
My students were obsessed today with how old I am. They don't believe me when I tell them I'm 65.
Posted by: Scott | March 12, 2004 11:44 PM
Well obviously it's a product of my great age, exhaustion and lack of choices. Perspective, perspective. Imagine what you might make of a picture of me. Assuming, of course, that you hadn't already worked out my great age, exhaustion and lack of choices from by digital representation!
Posted by: qB | March 13, 2004 5:12 AM
(my) In fact I find this whole phenomenon really interesting. The idea of building relationships (for want of a better word) without physical details intervening. Different from epistolary relationships of the past in the speed of interaction.
It's a lovely picture - open and happy and engaging and generally gorgeous.
Posted by: qB | March 13, 2004 5:17 AM
Me, 42, and I still get carded -- and NO, it's NOT EFFING FUNNY
Posted by: lillian | March 14, 2004 4:19 PM