Ok so last weekend, I went to Eeyore’s Birthday. It’s a celebration my city throws every year. It’s supposed to be a family-friendly event, but it ends up drawing in a lot of hippies. Everyone I’ve talked to hyped it up as being really weird, but I was actually disappointed by its lack of weirdness when I attended. It was just another day in the city for me.
I think this means I’ve gotten used to this city and its weirdness.
Anyway, I walked by a jewelry booth and started talking to the owner. ”Do you go to school here?” she asked. I said no and then did not elaborate, because sometimes I get weird with strangers and don’t feel like talking about myself much.
She said, “Do you not go to school or are just too old?” I said, “I’m too old.” ”Wow, you look so young,” she said. “I thought you were in school.”
But then when I was buying wine at HEB yesterday, I DID NOT EVEN GET CARDED.
As in, THE CASHIER JUST SCANNED THE WINE AND DIDN’T ASK ME FOR MY ID.
I guess because I look older than 21.