I'm mentally about 15. Unfortunately, no matter what an immature twit I am in my head, it's inside the body of a 52 year old man. I don't even think I look my age but that's probably because I don't have to look at myself all day.

So today we had to deliver the food and cash collected as part of the 10 Deeds in 10 Days charity drive we do with Bill Harris Used cars. As I'm rolling a dolly full of heavy boxes down the ramp of the delivery truck my co-worker Jessi (who could have been carrying a box of food instead of taking stupid pictures of me) snapped this pic mid-bend making me look like a 70 year old man who threw out his back and was making groaning noises thereby ruining my self-image.

Thanks Jessi. I wish you owned an Samsung 7.