6/11/2002 04:45:00 PM [ link ]
Today at lunch the cashier referred to me as "ma'am", then looked at me closer and amended it to "miss". I'm not really sure what to think of this. I guess I'm in that strange limbo where I'm mature enough that I don't resent being thought younger than my age, but I'm not old enough to actually wish I looked younger. Now I just wish I had asked him to guess my age, because I'm really curious what he would have answered.
One more tidbit, from the Things That Confuse Me Simply Because They Exist Department: Apparently there is a "McDonald's University", from which one can aquire a highly respected "Bachelor of Hamburgerology" degree. Complete with official diploma and everything. But why?