Upon reading a post from FailingYoungAdult, I was inspired to share my own personal experience of being misidentified by my looks.
Before hearing me speak, most people think I am between the ages of 12 and 17.
So when I was young, as with any young adolescent, I wanted to be seen as older and mature. At the prime age of 13, however, I was still getting into places like Old Country Buffet at an extremely discounted rate. The kind woman at the counter would say, “And how old are you sweetie? 8?” Naturally, this was my reaction:
Countless times, I have been on line for an R-rated movie and have been carded each. and. every. time. One night, 2 friends and I decided to go see The Orphan and it just so happened that I forgot my ID in my dorm room. Whoops. I tried to convince the 20-something year old attendant that I was actually 19 – to no avail.
My friend ended up having to purchase my ticket then sneak it to me on the sly. SMH.
There was an upside to this though. I LOVED making people look the fool when I produced my ID card and Voilà! Of age. Large. And in charge!
Depending on the situation, looking young can be a good or bad thing. Now that I’m at the ripe old age of 23 and staring down at 24 in utter disgust, I can proudly say that at the rate I’m going, I will be one hot SMOKIN’ grandma! 🙂
~Your Fellow Bookworm~