My birthday was not so far in the distant past and I was kidding with one of the members of the custodial staff at my place of employment about being old. I have discussed before that many of the individuals on the custodial staff have a handicap. This particular individual while in her late 20s, has the social skills of a child probably about 10. She is very sweet and loves to give everyone a difficult time, particularly me, for whatever reason.
When I told her how I old I am (I’m in my early 30s) she screamed, “OH MY GOD!”
A few days later in the gym, she sneaked up on me as I was coming out of the locker room and literally scared the shit out of me by yelling loudly in my face as she hid behind the door.
I reminded her that my birthday had recently passed and what she said to me about being old. I asked her if she remembered how old I am.
Her coworker, also a very sweet woman, said to me, “We are probably about the same age.”
Now, I know I look older than I am but this lady had to have been at least 10-15 years older than me.
“I’m 55,” she said.
Is she kidding or does she REALLY think I am in my 50s I thought to myself. There is no way she can honestly believe I am in my 50s. I wanted to believe she was joking but no one was laughing.
Trying to save the situation and not be rude, I told her how old I am and said that she certainly looked much younger than 55.
That certainly motivated me to do a few more sets in the gym that evening.