Unfiltered Story #117815

I have always looked young for my age; people usually assume I’m a few years younger than I really am. Back in high school, I attended a boarding school, so I regularly flew between home and the school. On one such flight, I struck up a conversation with the man sitting next to me. He started rambling about how frustrating teenagers are–particularly his 14-year-old granddaughter–and I awkwardly smiled and nodded and wondered if he realized he was talking to a 15-year-old. Eventually he ran out of steam and asked where I was going. I told him I was on my way back to school. He immediately responded with “Oh, are you a teacher?”
Once I got over my shock and mild amusement, I set him straight, somewhat to his embarrassment. To this day, I’m fairly certain that’s the only time a stranger thought I was OLDER than I really was.