When I went off to college, in a far-away city, the folks and I decided it would be a good idea if I signed up for some frequent-flyer programs. You know how the applications have the boxes to check for your salutation (Mr., Mrs., Ms., etc.)? Well, I checked "Dr." At 20, I found this to be hilarious. Whenever I have called customer service, I have been referred to as "Doctor." Again, this was much more amusing to me at 24 then at 34.
The official ceremony is not until May, but, as of yesterday, I am pleased to report that I am no longer living a lie. Now, if only the advanced degree actually came with a job.