According to one of those online "true age" quizzes, I am 28. (Or maybe it said 29 - I can't remember, which is a sign of how accurate the quiz is, isn't it?) My "true age" was determined through a series of questions about my height, weight, some moderate exercises, lifestyle (smoking, drinking, drugging), and a few actual health-related questions about asthma and family history with diabetes and hypertension. Since I am the most boring person on the planet, the lifestyle questions clearly brought my age down.
Perhaps a more reliable true age quiz would ask whether anxiety caused me to peel the flesh off my cuticles, if I had mysterious ailments, and at what age I was told to wear reading glasses with my contacts. Because that last question's answer? Would be 33 year old. Yep. The eye doctor told me yesterday that my eyeballs were straining to focus and I should wear reading glasses in the afternoons.
My plan is to get the crotchitiest, most elderly looking pair I can find at the pharmacy, then partner them with some hideous chain. Then it will be obvious that my true age is 77. Gah. At least March 2009 will finally end in about 28 minutes.
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Oooh, yeah, one of the chains with faux pearls, or something! You can be the crotchety librarian lady, and shush people wherever you are!
ReplyDeleteOh, I can't wait to see what you come up with!
ReplyDeletethat's okay; we can be old together! on monday my gi doctor told me that it's time for me to get a colonoscopy, at 30.
ReplyDeleteNot that this is a competition, but I had my first colonoscopy at age 26 :) We can definitely be old together!
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