But that sort of thing happens at least once a week. Conversations like the one below only happen once in a while. I bring my food up to a cashier at ABP, not really looking for a conversation. Apparently, I was destined to get one anyway. I hand him my student ID so that I can pay with Crimson Cash and the guy kind of laughs at me:
Cashier: "You're a student in college?"
Me: *smiling* "Yeah, I am."
"But you look so young"
"I know. It's because I'm really short. I'm tiny."
"Yeah. But you also look really young."
Awesome. Even the guy who rings up my food every day thinks that I'm some strange 12 year old college student.
I am 4 feet and 11 inches tall. I am 19 years old. I know that I am short. I can't open or close my skylight without standing on my desk chair and I can't reach the top shelf at CVS if an item is pushed back from the edge.
Such is life.