Today, while checking a patient out, she looked at me oddly and asked how old I was.

I told her 22.

She looked surprised.

I asked her how old she thought I looked.

She said maybe 16 or 17.  And she noticed I was married.

She was completely abashed.

She asked if I had any children.

I told her no.

She said good.  That would have been too much to handle.

Alright, I promise I'm a college graduate with a bachelor's degree.  I'm married.  I've lived abroad, and I'm old enough to sit at the bar. 
I blame the scrubs...

1 comment:

Christa Jeanne said...

Just think how great that'll be 20, 30 years down the road, though, to look younger than you are. And... people are TERRIBLE at guessing ages! I always got figured to be older than I was, but somehow that flipped around 27 - people in my Lehi ward presumed I was 23, I get asked if I'm a college student all the time, and, if we're being honest, I look pretty much the same as I did at 17 (only with deeper forehead wrinkles). I'll take it.