I've always looked young, although my receding hairline is taking care of that now. When meeting one of the "choice" captains at my last airline, after sticking out my hand and introducing myself, Captain Personality scrunched up his nose and said, "What are you, 12? Do your parents know you're out here doing this?" He didn't say it in a joking way, either. So I just said, "Sure, who do you think drove me to the airport this morning?"

OK, well, that's what I *should* have said.