I know I look younger than I am, but when people think I’m a high school student, it drives me a little crazy. Don’t these silly people know I’m a hotshot journo-type person? Well, don’t they?!
Three incidents (from India):
* The doorbell rings. I open the door. “Hellooooo,” the guy says. “Is your mommy home?”
* “Hello, dear,” a friendly neighbor says. “Which school do you go to?”
* I go to my old college to get my degree. A girly who looks three years older than me turns to me while I’m fumbling with a form I’m supposed to fill out, and says, “Hey, I’m a student here. Can I help you?” I’m not sure what she means, really, so obviously I give her a confused look. “Which course are you applying for?” she asks me. I tell her I graduated two years ago, which technically makes me five years older than her.
Hotshot journo-type person? Hey, one can dream.
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