Today an absolutely gorgeous news intern from BYU, with whom I’ve fallen hopelessly in lust, politely referred to me as “Mr. [Last Name].”

His vocal inflection indicated that he did it out of respect for my age.

He is just a young college student after all.

For the record, he is at least two years older than I am.

I’m not sure which bothers me more: that I’m lusting after a BYU student, or that he thinks I’m that damn old.