Originally Posted by magikb3anz
Yup you got it I'm 18.
I'm asking because people have assumed I was in my forties, they thought my 16 year old sister was my daughter
I know plenty of 40-year-old ladies who would KILL to look like a freakin' marble statue, hon. XD Either you hit the genetic jackpot or you're really good with makeup. :P
I actually have a story relating to people mistaking other people's age, but you have to understand a bit about my family first.
1. My dad's family is all Amish Mennonite. That means, electricity and even computers are ok (Mennonites aren't so strict)--but in the area where they live, there are some folks who still won't touch a whole lot more than electric heating and lighting (and that may just be in the stores where they work).
2. Fathers of Mennonite families grow beards. It's a thing.
3. The kids in my immediate family are pretty spread out, age-wise. I'm 17, my younger brother is 12, and my older brother is 32. My mom and dad are in their fifties.
4. My immediate family has a perverse sense of humor.
We were in a Stringtown store where there were some more hardcore Amish folks as employees, sweeping up, restocking shelves, and running the register. My little brother, Ben, and I were much younger at the time--to the tune of maybe 4 and 9 or something like that--and we were starting to get kind of bored (a frequent occurrence when we visited Dad's family). My older brother, Tim, would be around 24 and my mom in her forties.
Needless to say, the favored activity was obviously picking on Tim.
Tim had, several years before, come home from college with a beard.
You can see where this is going.
At one point, Ben and I decided it would be funny to irritate Tim by calling him "Daddy." Of course, by this point in his career, Tim was practically immune to our teasing, and so his response was mostly to ignore us or tease us back, until we got too annoying. This took a while--long enough for our comedy routine to be noticed by those at the front desk.
It was Mom who noticed the reactions. A shared look, a pointed glance to each other. Maybe a nudge. The two employees then went into the back room and had a... discussion in German. They came back out, watched us some more. Back into the stock room. More German, louder this time.
It took Mom until we got back to the car before she realized the employees had taken us kids seriously, and were honestly wondering if she was a cougar.
This, sadly, is a true story.