I had a somewhat sarcastic experience about 5 or so years ago. I was in New Brunswick, Canada visiting extended family on July 1 (Canada Day). It was in small quaint town with a parade and it was my job to stand next to the parade to video my family riding in their old Ford Model-A in the parade. While waiting, some courteous, yet drunk as skunks, young people offered me water because it was hot (27C, which 81F).
In my strongest Alabama accent I replied "This ain't hot" (keeping in mind that just two days before I had been in 100F outside loading a large trailer back home). One of the Canadians asked where I was from; I told him. And the drunkest young man said, "Yeah, I bet you speak only one language." I replied that I speak only one, but I can read and write multiple languages fluently, and the ones I've forgotten I can always quickly recall after looking at it a few minutes. So he demanded I tell him which languages. To which I replied by naming every programming language I've ever used all the way back to Commodore 64 BASIC when I was 14. LOL
Good for you. I loved to program back then. I got pretty good at Basic. After several corporate lay offs, one day I was told that I was now a Unix administrator. So the Basic programming prepared me to write shell scripts to monitor stuff and perform repetitive tasks. I wrote some real clever scripts.