my mom talks about me a lot to her friends and coworkers and she uses my nickname berry so they think im a sweet little kid and when the come to meet me im this teenager with lip pircings and dyed hair who looks like they havent slept in weeks and tney say 'where is berry im dying to meet him' andni would say you are looking at him... and they just stare at me and my mom would just say that i really am berry