Time is relative. So's age.

[calime]

gacked from kira_k



[x] You know how to make a pot of coffee.
[x] You keep track of dates using a calendar.
[x] You own a credit card.
[x] You know how to change the oil in a car.
[x] You've done your own laundry.
[x] You can vote in an election.
[x] You can cook for yourself.
[ ] You think politics are interesting. [More like I consider knowing stuff about politics a necessary evil which I try to avoid as much as possible. A lot of stuff to do with politics makes my fingers twitch for a really huge frozen trout to slap people with.]

TOTAL SO FAR: 7


[ ] You show up for school late a lot.[Uh, no school. Does work count? Though I don't show up late any more, per se, more like 'on the last minute before late'.]
[x] You always carry a pen/pencil in your bag/purse/pocket.
[x] You've never gotten a detention.
[x] You have forgotten your own birthday.
[x] You like to take walks by yourself.
[x] You know what credibility means, without looking it up.
[x] You drink caffeine at least once a week.

TOTAL SO FAR: 13


[x] You know how to do the dishes.
[x] You can count to 10 in another language.
[x] When you say you're going to do something you usually do it.
[x] You can mow the lawn.
[x] You study even when you don't have to.
[x] You have hand washed a car before.

TOTAL SO FAR: 19


[x] You can spell experience, without looking it up.
[ ] The people at Starbucks know you by name. [Nope. Seeing as I do not live in a Starbucks country.]
[ ] Your favorite kind of food is take out.
[x] You can go to the store without getting something you don't need.
[ ] You understand political jokes the first time they are said. [Local ones, mostly. And when I do, I wish I didn't.]
[x] You can type pretty quick.

TOTAL SO FAR: 22

[ ] Your only friends are from your place of employment.
[ ] You have been to a Tupperware party. [Hey. Getting very ... um, US-centric here, much? ]
[x] You have realized that practically no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job. [Hah. As if that'd be enough. You'd also need to have a dick and be a middle-age whitecollar yuppie dick, here, mostly. At least if you want the male population and the less smart half of the female population to take you seriously before having to prove your worthiness, or even after that.]
[ ] You have more bills than you can pay.
[x] You have been to the beach.
[x] You use the internet every day.
[x] You have been outside of the United States 3 or more times. [Dear intarwebs. There is life outside the dear U.S. of A. Srsly. For realz. And yes, I've been outside my own country more than 3 times.]
[x] You make your bed in the morning. [For a certain value of 'make'.]

YOU ACT LIKE YOU'RE: 27


Well, I'm a tad curious why this meme seems to imply there is no life after 35, or at least no-one is capable of acting older than 35. Though I'm sure that can be true in so many cases...
And I can act for all I'm worth *grins*, but in RL, taking 6 years off my age is ... generous. In a backwards way. See, back when I was 16 or 18, I could get away with being thought 6 years younger. It has only gotten worse from there on... Seriously, let me give you a few recent examples.
A couple of weeks back an old lady who'd brought her dog to the clinic gave me a long disapproving once-over and asked whether I was the doctor. I affirmed that I was indeed the veterinarian. "No," she claimed with iron certainty. "You cannot be. You're too young." *sigh* This being neither by far the first nor likely the last time such stuff happens, I did not point out to her that it'd be rather far-fetched to assume that a random teenager would steal into the clinic, don a practice uniform complete with the name-and-title identification and then sneak into the exam room for the express purpose of pulling her leg. After I'd patiently explained that despite looking 'too young' (whatever that means), yes, I am the vet, I am not as young as she thinks, yes, I have been in practice for 10 years etc, she grudgingly admitted I might not be lying. "You still look too young," was her final condemning verdict.
And yes, I get that a lot of people think I should be jumping up and down with joy because hey, I'm a female who looks younger than she is, what the heck is Cali whining about? But in the professional field, it can be incredibly tiring sometimes.
A few days after that I was idly staring into space at my local supermarket's checkout, waiting to pay, when the cashier suddenly asked for my ID. I had a moment of wondering why are they asking customers for ID now - and then I realised that I had a four-pack of beer among the other stuff. Last time I was asked to prove that I'm over 18 was about a year and a half ago, and I kind of thought that I'm leaving that particular amusement behind. Apparently, no. I flipped my wallet to show her the ID card and she squinted at it. "What year is this ... 19...?" "...Seventy six." I deadpanned. She did a rather comical double-take and hastened to assure me that it should be definitely taken as a compliment. Definitely. I sighed and smiled obligingly and wondered whether this is how Methos feels sometimes.
Later, at home, while on the phone with dad blaming his genetic contribution and making toast I went to the fridge to get the butter I had just bought. The butter that most emphatically was not in the fridge. This was when I wondered whether I should sue myself for the false advertising, because the outside sure does not warn for the deterioration of the mental capabilities. Then I wondered again whether that is how Methos feels sometimes. Yes, I know, immortal memory, blah-di-blah. I bet he still forgets his butter in the shop sometimes.


Oh, and in unrelated news, I've gotten a few more Dreamwidth invites, so at the moment I have four three to give out. If anyone would like an invite, give me a holler in the comments, 'kay?
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Comments

[torachan]

Hey, I was born in '76, too, and also look way younger than my age.

When I was in college, someone who worked in the same office building as my mom said she thought I was in jr high. (Doesn't help that my mom looks much younger than her age, too, so people never think she's old enough to have a child [however old I am at the time].)

All my adult life, when people come to the door selling something, chances are good they will still ask if my parents are home.

When out with Bruce, I have been mistaken as both his son or daughter. He's only 9 years older than me!

When meeting people, they often ask about school, under the assumption that I am high school or college age.

I don't buy alcohol that often, but if I do, it's guaranteed I will be carded.

People generally treat me in a manner that makes it obvious they think I am much younger than I am.

[calime]

Maybe it's the curse of our year *g*. With me, it also runs in the family, probably from both sides. My mom used to look a lot younger than her age before her health got bad, and my father's side of the family ... well, to my general impression, for the first half of the life a lot of them look rather unchanged and youngish, then they get wrinkels and become a bit more weathered-looking and keep looking like that until they die. Which actually is not bad. Except for the People generally treat me in a manner that makes it obvious they think I am much younger than I am. part. Frequently, that is a pain.

[weesam]

It tells me I act 22. I know 22 year olds, and no way do I act like them. I'm also with you on the annoyance of looking younger than you are. Everyone keeps telling me I'll appreciate it when I get older. I'm older now, and still not appreciating it.