Sorry for all of you who are sick of hearing me complain about looking young. Actually, it's not so much complaining as it is me finding the humor in it. Oh, you couldn't tell? I also think my posterity might get a kick out of it, so I must record moments such as this:
I was at my internship yesterday, talking with the director and one of my co-workers. The director made a comment that she's been in this field since 1973. My co-worker said, "That's the year I was born." The director said, "I bet Ashley's parent's weren't even born in 1973." (Are you kidding me?) "Actually, I was born in 1979," I told her. My co-worker turned to me and said, "Are you kidding me? You look like you are twelve years old!" (Thanks.) My director looked pretty surprised when she realized that I am 29.
I'm laughing my head off over here, I tell you. On the inside.