This afternoon at San Pedro Cleaners:
LOL! I've been mistaken for a teen mom before, but this was definitely the funniest incident. Wish I could have recorded this guy.
Older male customer: Walks in, spys Leah walking around and talking behind the counter, "Aw, is that your little sister?"
Me: Laughingly, "No, sir, she's my daughter."
Customer: Blank stare. "Oh! Did she draw that picture over there?"
Me: "No, my son did that."
Customer: Clearly in a state of shock. "Oh!"
Silence for 5 seconds. Leah comes over to ask me something.
Customer: "Now who's older? She talks really well."
Me: "My son. He's four. And Leah is two. You can see them in the frame right here," pointing to our digital photo frame.
Customer: Blank stare. Watches the pictures as they change in the frame. Silence.
Me: "I'm 26 years old, sir."
Customer: "Wow! I thought you were no more than 17 years old!"
Me: Hurrying to finish up, "No sir. It's been almost ten years since I was 17. I've just have fabulous genes. Have a great day." (Now get the heck up out of here! Nosy. Ugh.)