Department of Youth

I don't know if it's my rosy complexion or lack of dress sense that gives me that look of youth, but twice today I've had random strangers in the lifts look at me and my temporary staff pass and say, "Hi there, you must be here on work experience from the high school?". I sputter indignantly and say, "I'm a contractor from A Big Nasty Company! I'm 23.5 years old! I have a car loan and everything!"