Get Off My Lawn! (My Recent Altercation With Some Punk Ass Kids)


Today I turn 37. MILESTONE! Please celebrate accordingly. While it's not actually a milestone, it's still fun because while I'm still getting older & older, I continue to have a conversation along these lines with each & every person I meet:
PERSON: Wait. You're 37? SHUT! UP!
ME: Yes. I'm 37. [Uncomfortable smile]
PERSON: Wow! You look young/have good genes/blah/blah/blah.
ME: My mother's always looked young. I get it from her, I suppose.
I definitely understand where y'all are coming from. Other than the no-sleep dark smoker's circles under my eyes & the sporadic chin hairs, I could pass for 18. My 5'4" frame really helps sell the ruse.
