Had to throw this in...

So, I picked up the ringing house phone earlier this afternoon.  And the conversation played out like this...

Lady: So, you getting ready for your birthday?

Me:  No, not really.  **puzzled**

Lady: Oh, well why not?

Me: Oh, well, I went to LA to see my friends last week and we had a good time celebrating my birthday then.  25, the big one.

Lady: Oh, well come on...you have to be getting ready somehow.

Me: Eh, not really.  25 doesn't seem any different than 24.

Lady:  Oh well, 25 is young.  You have plenty of birthdays to prepare for.

Here I am thinking...lady, you've got 50 plus years on me, and last time I saw you was two DAYS after my birthday and you had already asked me how my birthday was and what I did.  Honestly...I live among circus members.