1. I discovered I am apparently an ageless cryptid. I'm 25 and I was offended on Tuesday when a school bus driving asked if I was waiting for the bus, implying I was a teenager. But that was made up for today when the cashier didn't bother to card me for wine, just asking what my birthday was. So how old do I look? Nobody knows.
2. I met a wonderfully friendly cashier at Walgreens first thing in the morning wearing a great collection of pins on their* lanyard, including at least one pride pin. They complimented my patch jacket and recommended a local place to but patches. AND they were super considerate about the name my store card was under. It's not actually under my name at all but my mom's because I'm too lazy to get my own, but this lovely person confirmed by asking "under [name]?" Instead of looking at me and asking it as if to make sure I am that person. And I'd bet this was because they saw my trans patches. It was a good start to the day.
*I have no idea what this person's pronouns actually were