Thursday, January 25, 2007

Good Thing You Don't Tip Target Clerks

I turn 34 in a little less than a week. Come Wednesday, I will have outlived both Jesus Christ and Alexander the Great. As has been pointed out, my achievements probably don't match theirs. But I won't (presumably) be dead, either, so I've got that going for me.

Today, I stopped off at Target to pick up some Robitussin (for medical, not recreational, use) and got carded (a first for me -- I realize I was an innocent teenager, but you get carded for Robitussin?). Upon providing my DOB, the clerk said "wow, you're a lot younger than you look."

And I died a little bit inside.

6 comments:

Nanuk of the North said...

I hope you punched that clerk in the nose. Male or female, he/she deserved it.

Everybody thinks the same thing when they turn 34. I distinctly remember spending the day thinking "wow, I'm older than Christ."

gsdgsd13 said...

I honestly thought that I was the first person ever to think of the Jesus comparison, but nope. Apparently (according to a friend) Cicero suffered some setback at age 33, but then rallied and spent the rest of his days being AWESOME. (or something, I haven't exactly researched Cicero yet)

So, age 34 will be the Cicero year.

Jes GÅ‘lbez said...

I agree. You look only about 31.

Anonymous said...

Damn, I know that was painful! I once was buying lemonade from Target (I hate Target by the way) and as I set the three containers down on the counter, the clerk looked at me and said "aww, the baby must love lemonade". I was alone, and NOT AT ALL pregnant.

Happy birthday!

gsdgsd13 said...

Thank goodness the Target guy didn't think I was pregnant. That'd be confusing, and I probably would've spent the next day at home, weeping and drinking Robitussin.

fredoluv said...

34 was the first age that I actually felt that "oh shit...its all downhill from here, all my glory days are behind me" pang. I didn't care about any other age.

I never realized that it was my inner Jesus talking to me.