I was just talking to one of my roommates, and mentioned that I've been in Boston for almost 11 years now. He said, "Wait, you're 25, right?" (He's 24.) I said, "Dude, I'm 30. I'll be 31 in July." He seemed a little flummoxed, and sputtered, "No, you're...what? Really?" I blushed.
Maybe it's shallow, but that made me love him a little bit.
Posted by thevieve at June 4, 2006 9:26 PM