On Sunday my friends and I toured the U.S.S. Wisconsin, an Iowa class battleship. As we stood in line to buy a ticket, an employee walked up to us to ask what tickets we needed. And she specifically asked me:
“Two adult tickets and…are you under 13?”
(I won’t lie, I thought about just saying yes but then I figured I might have to back up my claim and that’d be embarrassing. At least, almost as embarrassing as being asked if I’m half my age.)
We then go to buy the tickets. The lady behind the desk quotes a number. My friend looks confused and points out that he is paying for all three of us. She nods. We get the receipt.
I got the kid’s ticket. (For 12 and under.)
My friends teased me about it until it dawned on them that at 26 and 32 they were taken for my parents. Then it was hilarious.