The Twenty-One Year Old

Usually when I meet someone, I've got a pretty good idea of what age bracket they fall into:

18-24
25-34
35-46
46+

Sometimes though, I have a tough time placing people. This experience was one of those times...

My sister came to visit me for her birthday last March. Since mine is in February, we thought it would be fun to celebrate together! We dressed to impress, got our makeup done at a local salon and hit the town. I took her to a go-to place for dinner which was really fun. She and the bartender hit it off and she got his number. At first I thought it was cool, but then realized it wasn't when she began incessantly texting him.

After dinner, we bar hopped a bit around town and had a ton of fun!

We decided we wanted to dance a bit, so we ended up at a classy bar with a dance floor. While my sister was texting "her" bartender, I decided to dance. The only one on the floor, I was tearing it up.  After what seemed like FOREVER, I got her to dance with me. We were laughing and spinning and having so much fun!

Two guys joined us on the dance floor. One danced with the sister, the other danced with me. Then, bam, they switched it up. They were both pretty attractive and in shape. The one that danced with me secondly was drinking whiskey, and I was too! So, we started talking. He told me his name and that he lived near a local college and was in the marketing field. I liked what I heard, for sure. He told me he was originally from New York, but really liked this area. I asked him a bit more about the area where he lived and after a bit of back and forth, he told me he lived right next to campus, which was great because he could walk to class. AHH, I then asked him how old he was and he said "21"! Wahhhhooooooo!

At first, I gasped, and then laughed and then felt super flattered. He thought I was much younger than 30, even though I had a "30" crown on my head. I think this means I've reached official Pre-Cougar/PUMA status! He asked me if I wanted to go on a date later that week, and of course I said yes! He wanted to either go to dinner or a dayglow concert... I chose dinner! In retrospect, maybe the concert would have been more fun, but I felt like I was too old for that kind of event.

A few days later we went on a date to a nice restaurant. He was a real gentleman, it was kind of weird to think he was so young. We had wine, good food and he even paid!

Lesson: Sometimes Age really can be just a number.