It sure is frustrating, Nat. I try to keep a handful of NMSS brochures with me when I'm meeting up with folk in that kind of situation. It's my peaceful way of saying, "We all use the same internet, do your own &^%$ homework and let me enjoy myself."

If I'm in the mood to, I might say, "Well, it all started on a cold November morn, it was 1962, a winter chill was in the air, and my mom felt those familiar pangs that warned her of the impending birth of her 4th child, me. I was a good baby, I'm told.................................. by the time I was 3, they say that..................................... I remember when I was 4, I met my oldest friend. They were building 7 houses down the road and............................................... By the time we started kindergarten......................." If they're still there, I keep going.

As for those remarks about how you look, Ted Bundy never looked like a serial killer, either.