Oh don't worry about it E-, I got a laugh out of it, and I caught most of the intended nuances, I think.
...Hey, I'm LUCKY--I have the benefit of experience to temper my once self-destructive, know-it-all arrogance (didn't we all have that once, when we were "young"--I mean, "stupid-young"?--Even so, I may well have been MORE arrogant, more apt to be described, "Seldom does one meet a young man who thinks so much of his own ideas with so little grounds for doing so...")--but I still LOOK at least 15 years younger than my actual age (going by what people, mostly women I meet, guess/assume my age is). This was a pain when I WAS young, getting carded right up until I was almost 40 (I believe 40 was the last year that it happened, as I recall--you've hit "middle age" when you're HAPPY and flattered to be carded, I remember thinking), but is an undoubted piece of good fortune and good genes by now (my Dad too had this combination of vanity and luck: his 2nd wife was a lot closer to my age than his, not that I was particularly thrilled or happy with this at 17). I guess I can thank him for my last 3 or 4 young and sexy girlfriends, heredity-wise, though--I could say more on this subject, but I'm probably WAY over the "TMI-line" here already!
Certainly have taken "the scenic route" off-topic, though...