True story.
Several years ago on the way to a Halloween party (which is irrelevant)
Me: How old are you?
Dave: (insert age, I've forgotten what year this was)Did you actually forget how old I am?
Me: No, I forgot how old I am and I know you're one year older.
4 comments:
OMG! I do that too! My husband is 6 months older than me, So, when he has his birthday I automatically flip my age in my head too. For six months each year I have to think twice about how old I am! When asked I even tend to say I'm a year older. This is not a good thing at my age!
I lie about my age so much I have to sit down and do math to figure my real age out. I lie up... I say I'm 65 or 70.
It changes every year.
How are we supposed to keep track?
And really after 21 there's nothing to look forward to.
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