My work boyfriend is a 24 year old gay man. I adore him and I'll be sad when he leaves (he's going off to law school in a month). He's one of the few people that I've bonded with at work and feel like I can be my flaming liberal ally self with.
Anyway, he was watching me write out a notary yesterday and amazed at how fast I was writing. I looked at him and said, "It's cursive. That's the point, you never pick up your pen". He said the only grade he was forced to write in cursive was the 2nd, after that every assignment had to be typed. He showed me his cursive signature and it was all cramped and horrible looking (he even commented he couldn't remember how to make the cursive capital G) and took him a good 10 seconds to sign his full name.
Then he almost fainted b/c I made a comment that I had 15 years past school on him and that was probably the difference. He stopped all flabbergasted and asked how old I was. I said 36. He said he had thought I was only 28 and made me get out my license. Then he said, "YOU WERE BORN IN THE 70s!!!" I said, "Son, it's not like I remember the 70s, you know. I was a toddler".