I'll call this my anti-Jordan story:
Back in my 135 days, we were flying some rich businessmen to Wisconsin for a Packer's game. We usually left the cockpit door open so the passengers could come up and chat or ask questions if needed (I never flew a business jet large enough to have a cabin attendant). Anyway, two of my passengers were sitting on the sofa across from the main cabin door, and we overheard them say:
"Hey, don't you think our pilot looks a little on the young side?"
"Hmmmm...maybe a little, but I've seen younger. This guy is probably at least forty."
I was 29.
A***holes.