This post is really a follow up to a team post we did a couple of weeks ago called “Do you ever lie about your age?”. In this post we all seemed to agree that lying about your age was not necessary.
While surfing the net I found the following interview. I decided to share it because I’d love to hear your point of view.
As I listened to 35 year old Evan Marc Katz say that he “feels people are lying because they are insecure and think that telling the truth won’t get them in the door”, I thought “how sad”. But is there some truth to what he is saying? I’m afraid there probably is.
Now I’ll share a dirty little secret with you about my own shallowness. (No Tracy, not that secret!)
When I met my now husband (who is 13 years my senior) I was 34. I was completely taken with him in every way and although I knew he was older than I was, I wasn’t exactly sure just how much older. I was afraid to ask. I actually thought “Oh please don’t let him be 50, pleeease don’t let him be 50!” The number 50 just seemed like it would be too big of a gap for me. He could read my mind even at that early stage and turned to me on our second date and simply said “47. I’m 47.” Phew! He made it by a measly 3 years! There was an “acceptable” 13 year difference rather than an imaginary “unacceptable” 16 year difference. If he’d said “50. I’m 50.” I know I wouldn’t have said “Stop the car, I’m getting out!” but I also know I would have felt uneasy about such a big “gap” in our ages. Don’t forget this was when I was just getting to know him. It all seems so ridiculous to me now. Also, I appreciated his honesty.
So what’s your take on all of this? Embrace it!, or lie about it to “get in the door”?