Sunday, January 06, 2008

I've Still Got It

A lot of days I feel old. Many of you may laugh at this considering I am still (just barely) under 30, but hear me out. I work on a university campus in Florida where the average age is about 19 and the year round attire consists of mini skirts, halter tops and strappy sandals. I am several years (and sizes) removed from this wardrobe and my job mostly requires I dress for functionality and comfort. And honestly I can't help feeling a pang of envy at the younger girls strutting around campus, all too aware that all male eyes are on them.

That is why it made my day yesterday when the guy working at Chipotle (rated an "A" by the Better World Shopper, I might add) checked me out. He was embarrassingly young, heavily tattooed and pierced, and totally hot. I was digging through my wallet for a $20 bill and when I pulled it out and handed it to him, I saw that he was looking at me in a way that cannot be confused with anything else but interest. He didn't check me out the way older guys occasionally do, with their peripheral vision while doing something else like conversing or eating. He checked me out in the confident and completely unapologetic way that young guys do. When I made eye contact with him, giving him a teasing "I caught you" look, he just grinned. And I left a dollar in the tip jar.

11 comments:

Dianne said...

Jeni sent me - and how funny that the very first post I read is about feeling old (get over it youngun LOL) and still having it (doubt you ever lost it)

My back is aching and my head is stuffed so I feel soooo old, the hot guy made me smile. Every once in awhile with my hair flying and sunglasses on I will get honked at as I speed by. If only life were set in a moving car.

Love the cat eyes banner. I'll be back.

greensunflowerRN said...

best feeling in the world for us, slightly past extreme youth women:)

fermicat said...

I know how you feel, except I am on the other side of 40 now. It is flattering when a hot young guy checks you out. Not so great when you catch a scary old perve leering at you.

chloe said...

I clearly remember planting a wet one on the guy who carded me in a bar when I was in my fourth decade. Overall, too much emphasis on youth and looks. The older I get, the less I care...and it's very freeing

Beth said...

That's so funny. He got a tip for checking you out. Hey, maybe that's how he GETS tips. J/K! You still "got it."

Jeni said...

Now that you posted from the youthful side, Fermicat threw in some slightly more "mature" comments to the mix, I'm coming in with the "over the Hill gang" and my mid-60's thoughts on age and appearance and being "checked out." At my age, unfortunately, the only ones who would be bothered to do that would most likely be the really old perves and probably blind ones at that. I remember though thinking how cool it was back when I was in my late 20's and got carded on a few (rare) occasions where the barkeep didn't know me. It is a bit of an uplift there, isn't it? My daughter frequently gets carded at the convenience store when she's buying nicotine and that really ticks her off since she'll soon be 32 and has two kids. She's not much bigger than a 13-year-old though. Don't know where she gets that trait from - sure as heck not from me!

Le Petit Chic said...

That's awesome! I would have tipped him too :)

Scott said...

I remember when my wife first got pregnant and her breasts grew before she started showing anywhere else. She was so excited when, for the first time ever, a guy checked out her chest.

Another story: when I was on a date with an older woman (ten years ago or thereabouts), she got carded, which made her smile. Then he did something wierd and grabbed her wrist for a moment, with no explanation. I should have kept my mouth shut, but a good joke is like rushing water against a creaky dam. I said, "I think he's checking for a pulse."

There was no second date.

hhboots said...

You go girl ... I would have tipped him more and given it directly to him!!

dr sardonicus said...

Cradlerobber!

You're far from old, though. Remember that fine women, like fine wines, only get better with age.

magnetbabe said...

Oooh, I think Dr. S just won himself some fans around here!