Isn't it weird how when we run into people we knew when we were kids, it's hard to think of them as grownups?
I KNOW. I still see the guy as that kid that used to sit across the lunchroom with the younger kids, wearing his button-up shirt and tie. It's like I have to counter the cognitive dissonance inherent with seeing him as a *gulp* man but putting him back in elementary.
Hell, I don't even think of myself as a grownup. Hell, I *know* I'm not a grownup; forget the thinking part.
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Date: 2005-04-11 12:07 pm (UTC)I KNOW. I still see the guy as that kid that used to sit across the lunchroom with the younger kids, wearing his button-up shirt and tie. It's like I have to counter the cognitive dissonance inherent with seeing him as a *gulp* man but putting him back in elementary.
Hell, I don't even think of myself as a grownup.
Hell, I *know* I'm not a grownup; forget the thinking part.