A Question You Shouldn't Ask
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When I was nineteen I was at a bar with two of my professors when a friend of theirs asked me on a date.
I declined, with the barbed explanation that I was too young for him.
He was surprised by this and asked, How old do you think I am?
I guessed he was forty. He was twenty-five.
I still thought he was too old for me, but I went on the date. It was fun for a little while, then he was a pretty reliable source of misery for the entirety of my twenties.
I was reminded of this because there are people, apparently, on TikTok who are asking strangers, How old do you think I am?
This is a question you should only ask if you are truly willing to receive any possible response. Regardless, it’s not going to end well.