So yesterday I was out walking dogs as I am wont to do. A woman stopped me and gave me a flier advertising a concert at the Y (our neighborhood has the Jewish version, not the Christian). That was fine, but then she continued on to tell me I should come to events for people born between 1946 and 1964. 1964, people!!! I am 30!!! Not 43!!! Anyway, I was flabbergasted. I guess the PhD has aged me harder than I thought. Yikes.
So I was not feeling good about my aged appearance, but then I had several students mention they are sad they are going abroad or graduating because they can't take my ecotourism class in the spring. woo! One wanted to know if I would be teaching it spring 2009, so he could take it then. Rock on! I may look older than my years, but at least I am a popular teacher.
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That sucks! You should have spat in her face and crumpled the flier. Or not.
I like to think my childish ways of dressing hold back the aging process (uh oh, isn't that what old people think?)...but never am I questioned when I ask for the faculty discount around here...:(
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