Recently, I've come to the conclusion that the age 29 does not exist. I realize how crazy that sounds... but think about it...
When you're 29 and someone says... "hey, how old are you?" and you said with confidence "I'm 29", the response that inevitably follows is "ohh... so you're almost 30 huh?".
Almost 30. I've been almost 30 for almost a year now. Why can't people be happy with 29? It's a simple number. Even adding the 2 and 9 together isn't hard. But for some odd reason no one can grasp that 29 actually exists... it's doomed to always be known as "almost 30".
Although I've learned to embrace my almost 30-ness... I feel as though I've lost a year of my life by not being referred to as 29.
So kiddies... for the future... when you encounter someone whose almost 30... perhaps it would be best if you broke tradition and referred to them as what they really are... 29... the very last year that they get to say they're in their 20's. Which is sad and exciting all at the same time. :-)