This is who Google thinks you are.
Does Google think you’re a boy or a girl? How old does Google think you are?
*breathless, breath-taking pause*
*dun dun dunnnnnnnnn*
OK… Google knows I’m a girl. Am I terrified or relieved? It’s too soon to tell.
Next up: Google thinks I am, and I quote, ’35-44 years old’. WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?
I am NOT. I am at least a few years away from the lowest section of that age bracket. Also, I still get IDed if I try to buy a bottle of wine. So, *frrrrbbbbttt*, Google.