A number of years ago I was in a band on the college circuit and played lots of shows in college towns in the southeastern US.
I lived alone in a basement apartment in the heart of downtown of a college town and usually had free nights during the week to hang with friends. I went out to dinner with a local professor friend of mine on a random night to a pretty busy restaurant. I was sweet talking the hostess to get a table and sat in the bar when she returned saying she’ll seat us at a table if I gave her my number… Boom! Dinner Time!
As we enjoyed our meal my server came and jokingly said “you know that the hostess is just 17”. Oh Shit, gross! I was 27 and pretty well known around town.