Tuesday, April 01, 2008

my estimated age is quickly decreasing

On the flight home from Chicago I had a great seat, aisle with an empty chair beside me.  The conversation that followed went something like this:
Flight Attendant: "Are you travelling alone?"
Me: "yes"
F.A.: "Would you like to sit in the exit row"
Me: "sure" (you usually get more leg room in the exit row)
F.A.:"Wait, how old are you?"
F.A.:"Okay, great.  Follow me."

At which point I followed the flight attendant to the exit row.  And this other guy joined us on the exit row, and he took the aisle, so I had the middle seat.  And the seat was excrutiatingly uncomfortable.  So much so that I had to lean forward during the whole 4 hour flight.

While sitting in the exit row, I grabbed the little booklet to see how old you had to be to sit in the exit row.  15.  Not 18, or 21 or anything even remotely close to my age.  The flight attendant lady seriously thought I was quite possibly younger than 15.  Yikes. I was dressed well, minding my own business.  I was not acting like a teenager or a pre-teen.  Yet, even at my best, I look younger than 15.  Awesome.


America said...

Andrea! Long time no see! I can' t believe you went skydiving! That's awesome!

P.S. I don't think you look like you are 15 :)

Lani said...

I feel your pain. Oh boy do I feel your pain. Did I tell you about when Lara was visiting us and we were at the park and then headed toward the library entrance where we were stopped by a guy gathering signatures for a petition.

He said, "Are any of you registered voters in the city of Phoenix?" He was mostly speaking to Lara and Curtis. They shook their heads and said they were from out of town.

I said, "I am." (I should mention that I was pushing Eva in the stroller.)

He looked at me and said, "Noo... You couldn't possibly be old enough to vote!"

I said, "Oh yeah? How old do you think I am?"

His guess..... 14! He guessed I was 14!

I said, "I'm 27." To say he was shocked would be an understatement.

Sheesh. People. Seriously.

Hilary said...

Think how well this'll work out for you when you're 40!!
I was 13 years old and in the mall once when I was asked if the 5 kids under 9 with me (my Mom was in the store, and I was entertaining three siblings, and two of their friends) were all my kids. Yep, started when I was three!