Sitting at a Starbucks communal table reviewing some math work. A random guy is sitting next to me and eyeing my papers.

Guy: “Looks like some tough math. I don’t know how to do any of that stuff!”

Me: “I know, right? 8th grade math is no joke!”

Guy: “You’re in 8th grade? Really? I assumed high school, like maybe a senior!”

Me: (Confused stare. Not sure if he’s serious. Realzing he is.)

Guy: “Jeez. Should you be sitting here doing homework all alone? Where are your parents?”

Me: “I tutor an 8th grader. That’s what the papers are for.”

Guy: “Oh.”

Me: “I am 34 years old.”

Guy: “Ah.”

<silence>

Guy: “Well this is embarrassing.”

On so many levels.