I find it annoying that we, as a society, find it inappropriate to ask a woman her age.
What kind of insecurity is that? It's going to come out eventually, isn't it? What difference does it make if it's within the first five minutes of meeting someone, or on your seventh date? Do you really think you're going to keep up this ageless facade forever?
Look, I'm a stats guy. I value information. When I watch baseball, I like to know how many RBIs the batter has. And when I meet someone, it's not long before I start wondering how old they are. To have to censor myself from asking, then go through the whole song and dance of guessing (with the obligatory lowball) before finally getting to the truth is just a silly timesuck.
When you stop and pet a complete stranger's dog on the street, you immediately ask three questions: what's his or her name, what kind of dog is it, and how old is he or she. Don't tell me we're all more interested in the ages of the dogs we meet than the people.
Time waits for no man. That being said, since men don't generally get offended when asked their age, let me make it clear that the same axiom also applies to women. We're all getting older. If you're really that uncomfortable fessing up to your age, then just lie.
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I agree but the question of age would not be one of my first questions,
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You have to understand that women get uglier, more bitter, and overall more worthless to the opposite sex after age 30, whereas men get handsomer, richer, and generally more desirable. Therefore, their reluctance to volunteer the specifics on their speedy decline to hag status is understandable, especially since it's usually being asked by a guy such as yourself, who is getting sexier with every passing minute. So I look at this whole "Don't ask me my age" thing as a fair trade for what is easily God's second cruelest joke on the fairer gender (behind pregnancy).
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