The doorbell rang this afternoon and since Jon was just getting out of the shower I answered it.
J=me
S=salesman
J: Can I help you?
S: Yes, is your mommy or daddy home?
J: *taken aback* I’m the lady of the house. *thinking “how old does he think I am????”*
S: Oh… I’m sorry. I’m from [some random windows company] and we’re doing free estimates.
J: We’ll pass since this property is actually owned by a church.
S: Oh… so you’re a pastor’s wife? You look too young to be a pastor’s wife.
J: *smiles pretty* Uh… thanks. *mentally growling*
It turns out he’s thinking of doing some seminary work and is working with the homeless at a shelter in Columbus and knows a good seminary friend of mine. He was a nice guy, so I didn’t lose my temper. I *KNOW* I look like I’m 12, but geez… can anyone give me the benefit of the doubt on this???
Of course this *had* to happen the day after my birthday…
I know what you mean. People always think I’m younger than I am. My roommate in Cleveland got it too when she would substitute teach at junior high schools, she would always be asked to show her hall pass! My sister gets it too. Maybe she will comment here and tell her story of going to visit graduate schools…
Just wait, it will be a blessing when you’re 40!
Jen…happy late b-day…you are 1 day older than I 🙂 I still get ID’d trying to go to movies…earlier this spring I was ID’d to get into a 16 and Up event…ah! I feel your pain.
oh, i feel your pain, i pass for a high schooler or junior higher all the time! 🙂