Tale as old as time.

I know, I know. I have already posted a story similar to this, but I just thought I'd drive it home. So, I just got back from a wee holiday in Ireland. It is a beautiful country (I know I said that about Switzerland, but it's beautiful in a different way) and I had adventures galore. I noticed that whenever I'd try to buy a ticket to enter an attraction or whatnot they'd assume I was a student. Since I don't have valid student ID I simply corrected them and went on my merry way, all along assuming that they must think I'm in college. But toward the end of my trip I was in a gift shop and an older man was trying to get me to buy a ring (he was apparently a provider for the shop). Of course conversation turned to getting a Guinness during my stay, and the man said that I, of course, wouldn't be drinking since I'm too young. I paused for a second, thinking to myself, "Well, I'm not going to drink, but it has nothing to do with my age. What is the drinking age around here anyway?" And then I knew I needed to drop the big question: "How old do you think I am?" The response: "I'd say... 15." Gasp. He must be joking. Trying to make me feel better? I told him my actual age and that I already have a bachelor's degree. He was just as shocked with the truth as I was with the guess. He even tried to argue with me. I thought I was going to have to whip out some identification. We were able to reroute the conversation and I left the store suddenly suspicious of everyone who had tried to sell me a student ticket. So the next time that happened I kindly asked the old man and lady how old they thought I was. They shied away from the question, so I assured them that I wouldn't be offended considering the last man thought I was 15. She said, "Oh no. I'd give you at least 16 or 17." Exhale. At least that's getting more out of the awkward gawky stage... 

I'm not sayin'; I'm just sayin'.