Kick in the door, wave the four-four

The other day at work a co-worker told me that I had told him that I was 30. I must have been joking and have no recollection of telling him so. Sometimes I do that and then forget to tell the truth. I told him that I am actually 23. He replied, "Damn, girl, and I was thinking, you's looking good for 30!" 

I walked away smiling. And then it hit me. 

Not a compliment.