Sunday, March 09, 2008
The missionaries came over today. They wanted to ask the bishop (dad) about people in the ward to visit. So, I sat in for the discussion. At the end we had a little do-you-know... fun. As in, oh, you lived in Riverside, so did we, do you know ___? It went well, as it always does. Then one of the missionaries asked me how old I am. I said 25 (my birthday was last Monday, p.s.). He was very surprised, and with the tact of a 19 year old boy, said "really, I thought you were in the last year or two of high school, like 16-18". Hmm. No. Off by almost a decade. Thanks though. I am not sure if he was trying to test out his chances with me after the mission, or what. I think I managed a "yeah, people usually think I am younger than I actually am". So, if anyone knows any nice 19-year-olds, send them my way. Apparently that is the age group I am attracting.