Ladies remember when we were young and wanted to wear makeup and cool clothes to look older? Well apparently I will be stuck in this phase forever. I don’t know what it is with me but people never think I am as old as I am. I am not saying I want people to think I am 60 but come on do I really look under age? Let me relate two stories to prove my point.
One year ago, James and I were at the Salt Lake Airport checking in for our flight to come home for Thanksgiving. Due to some problem with the website, we could only book one ticket at a time so when it was my turn, I went up to the counter by myself and the conversation when like this:
Airport lady: Danielle Mathews?
Me: yes that is me
Airport lady: will you be traveling with a chaperon tonight?
Me: um………no…….(confused look)
Airport lady: (noticing the confused look) I am sorry are you over 18?
Then just to solidify the fact that people think I am younger, last month after a full month as the Laurels advisor plus speaking in church with my husband, the bishop’s wife comes up to me and says “I finally figured out who you are! You are the new Laurels Advisor right?! I thought we had a new Laurel.”
I have a husband, a college degree, a corporate job, and a mortgage, why do people think I am not even old enough to vote! My whole life people have thought that my younger sister was in fact older than I am. Do I need to change my hair? Or is it my clothes? My makeup? What is it!
I know it is not a big deal, but I feel like I need the credibility, especially at work. People tell me that in 20 years I will be grateful of my youthful looks but just for the record, I will be 23 in April and no I do not need a chaperon.