The sister is 4.5 years younger than me.
The sister also towers over me by 3 inches at 5'7".
The sister and I are often asked if we are twins (this never fails to puzzle me deeply, we look nothing alike).
When we reply in the negative, the public, dissatisfied, then inquire if the sister is older than me.
Infallible logic but we have encountered it countless times.
Much the same thing happened yesterday.
Only nothing was asked, but assumed.
Whole new angle.
The sister was congratulated for completing MBA.
When the bungle was cleared, I was asked in wonder how the sister hit such a growth spurt and I am obviously stunted (not exactly in those words).
'God's will,' I usually reply, an answer which is a huge hit with older people (read uncles who are no relation).
But this time, I merely shrugged, weary of the whole act.
Image courtesy: a forward - how to kill time at work.