How Old!
Posted: Monday 13 July, 2009
Katharine Parker
This morning on the way to work I popped into the shop to buy a packet of cigarettes, and can you imagine the joy in my heart when the lady behind the counter said to (32 year old me)
"Have you got any ID?"
Resisting the urge to run behind the counter and plant a big smacker on her cheek I looked up and said
"No I'm sorry I don't, I'm 32!"
She apologised, I said
"no really I think I love you"
Then she said something that did make me feel old, which was
"I don't know, I can't tell the difference anymore"
Do you know what, neither can I! Now back in my days as a pub landlady I could guess the age of anybody and get it right to within 12 months but ‘these days' - and I know I sound old when I say that - I genuinely cannot tell.
Maybe then in that case this morning wasn't such a complement after all!
