#allow my hat

[oddsandends-dirt-to-dust]

harrowing experience at the firework show. walk up to buy a ticket, twin and co are told adult price and pay, lady’s eyes raise to my hat.

‘how old are you?’ she asks (14 and below get in free)

‘twenty-one.’

‘oh. right.’

i walk away in shame.

she really thought i was 14 like really. really. aging well clearly. lucky me