Old

Two of my regulars came in today and asked how old I was. 

"26."

"Are you serious? You're almost thirty. You're gettin' old. I didn't think you were that old."

Uhhh, I'm not sure why I take offense to that, but I kind of do. When I was 18, I assumed most twenty-six-year-olds had their life together and were adults, but I also regarded them as young enough to hang out with us. I think my baby-face throws people off. And I still dress pretty young. But still their comments were not very well-taken. And they were kind of alarming.