the young'uns are a neverending source of amusement

One of my classmates - another non-trad and military vet - in Fundamentals of Algorithmic Design (aka Java for n00bs) has taken to asking me questions about... well, everything.  As a result, today one of the other students - a traditional freshman - overheard the conversation, and between that and the questions / comments I'd made in class, got curious about how I knew the stuff so well / wtf I was doing in the class, so he asked me what year I was in.  I told him it was my freshman year, and he got visibly confused.

"You're awful tall to be a freshman."  ... now it was my turn to be confused, since 1. most males are about as tall as they're gonna get by the time they're 17 or 18, and b) I'm a little south of six feet tall even in shoes.  So I shot HIM a weird look and said "what?  I'm not even six foot."  So he stepped up to the level I was on (stadium seating lecture hall) on the other side of the table, and noted that in fact he was about a half inch taller than I am (although a good forty pounds lighter).  He paused to collect his thoughts, obviously still confused, and then started pointing out SIGNS OF SEXUAL MATURITY.  "But you've got an awfully thick... [feeble gesture indicating beard] ... and, um... [gesture indicating chest hair]..."

So I said "I'm what you call a non-traditional freshman," and after a few minutes more of explanation, Things Became Clear.

Undergrad Confusion always makes me grin. =)