Yes, I just turned 24 and I am not whining. I love celebrating my birthday. My birthday falls in the beautiful month of December, with all holiday mood all around and it’s always fun coming back home after a tiring semester. This time it was very special as many of my friends who went abroad for studies have come back home for holidays.
Incident 1:
I have been writing and talking about my birthday all this month. (I try not to, but it eventually comes up). So, on my birthday we were eating at a restaurant wherein I was asked to prove my identity as a major. And after looking at my ID, the person in charge insults me by asking if the person in the photograph is me.
Incident 2:
Just a week after my birthday(Yet another birthday reference), I get into a restaurant along with my friend who is younger than me by a year. We randomly chose this restaurant as it was nearby, and it turns out they serve alcohol. (FYI, we went to eat fish and chips there). So, at the entrance, they asked for an identity proof to confirm my age. I reiterate here, I was the only one among us who were asked to prove their age.
Do I look like a minor? Do I look like a criminal?
So, I was wondering whether I look like a 24 year or not. I enquired with my friends, they snapped at him first and later everyone assured me of my age. Or do I look like a spooky 24-year-old who needs to be accessed before entering a public place :D.
Overall, I enjoyed being identified to be younger than I am.
Deep In Reverie 