An actual conversation held with the other half on the way to grocery shopping last week..
OH – (groans with pain) “I’m getting old.”
Snoskred – “No you’re not!”
OH – “I’m 42 this year, remember?”
Snoskred – “No, you can’t be 42.. the maths does not work. There’s only 3 years between us, not 4.”
OH – “You were 39 last birthday.”
Snoskred – “I AM SO NOT 39! I only just updated my age on my blog this week and I’m 38!”
OH – “I hate to tell you, but you are 39. Do the maths.”
Snoskred – “But you know I failed maths! I don’t wanna do maths!”
(minutes pass while The Other Half does the maths out loud in excruciating detail for me and it does turn out he is right)
OH – “… and so, you see, you are in fact 39.. and this means next year you will be 40”
Snoskred – “DON”T TELL ME THAT!!! It is bad enough I have been 39 for 3 months and didn’t know it! And now I have to update my about me box and page, again!”