Yeah, I'm hellbound.
This weekend my daughter and I took my elderly Siamese cat to the vet because he's been clawing at a spot on his neck and has opened up a raw area there. We took him to the office who has seen him before- a veterinary office that's apparently staffed entirely by women.

The vet's assistant who was interviewing me about the cat was in her late forties, I would guess- around my age or a little older. I gave her what info I could about the cat, but admitted ignorance on a few issues as I had only had the cat for less than two years. "He belonged to the woman who lived with me, but when she moved downtown I agreed to keep him at my house."

The assistant gave me an odd look and gave my daughter an even stranger look, then went out to consult with the vet.

My daughter looked at me. "Dad? Why did she smile at me like that?"

"I have no idea."

A few minutes later the assistant entered with the vet, a small woman of about the same age. She looked up at me through her glasses and looked at my daughter and said, "Matching metal!"

I looked blankly at her. "Huh?"

She looked more closely at us, then said, "Oh, yours is in your ear and hers is in her lip. Nevermind."

Piercings. Suddenly something clicked in my mind.

She went on to tell us how the cat apparently had an allergy that was causing him to scratch like this, addressing my daughter as much as me, and told her how to treat the cat. When she finished I said in my driest voice, "By the way, that's not my girlfriend, that's my daughter."

The vet looked a little flummoxed for a moment, but then recovered and said, "Nice to meet you." She then finished discussing the cat with me, and I noticed that the assistant looked a little uncomfortable.

The hell-worthy part? My daughter later told me that she found this to be incredibly creepy. I replied that I thought it rather flattering, and laughed. Apparently it's thought that I could pull a very young one.

I don't think my daughter saw the humor.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Mon 15 Dec 2008, 15:00, 6 replies)

Pics of your daughter
or it didn't happen...
(Son of Sam-i-am We're all as mad as hatters here, Mon 15 Dec 2008, 15:14, closed)

As she posts here
I will leave that up to her. Suffice to say that she's about to be 16, is rather tall with long blonde hair and greenish eyes, and looks enough like me that I wouldn't have thought anyone would make such a mistake. Especially as there's a 30 year gap in our ages.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Mon 15 Dec 2008, 15:17, closed)

Does she have the impressive beard as well? :P
I think it's quite funny that the mistake gets made this way round. I can see people's young trophy girlfriends being mistaken for daughters, but why, if you saw a couple of the ages of you and your daughter, would your first assumption be that they were a couple?!

Reveals some bias of the person making the mistake, I reckon... Maybe the vet has a 90 year old sugar daddy.
(Son of Sam-i-am We're all as mad as hatters here, Mon 15 Dec 2008, 15:22, closed)

No beard
but she does have a smaller version of the bump in my nose.

Me, I don't see a great resemblance, but others do and comment on it often. I think it might be more a matter of facial expressions and mannerisms. In any case, I thought that the resemblance was enough that this wouldn't really be a question. The closest we've come to this before was a cashier asking me if she was my younger sister- which also freaked her out and made me laugh.

The poor kid. I suspect that it took her mind in directions that she'd just as soon not have gone. I mean, we're very close and she's very aware that I've had girlfriends, but combining the two is just plain wrong...

I probably shouldn't have laughed.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Mon 15 Dec 2008, 15:34, closed)

The same thing has happened to me
Only gender reversed. Incredibly freaky. Mum was giggling, I was gobsmacked, the poor vetinary nurse was mortified. The dog didn't give a shit.
( jim_bob can herd cats., Mon 15 Dec 2008, 15:49, closed)

Sadly
the cat did give a shit- and a piss too. All over the back of my car on the way home.

Overall, not a nice way to spend a Saturday afternoon...
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Mon 15 Dec 2008, 16:13, closed)