The Age Of Innocence

| Working | December 4, 2013

(I am in my early twenties, short with a very young face. I’m at the cinema with a friend. We are going to watch an animation. She has just bought a student ticket.)

Cashier: “Next!”

Me: “Same as her, please.”

Cashier: “Okay, and if you can—”

Me: “Wait, sorry. Same as her except not a student ticket.”

Cashier: “Show me your– wait, what?”

Me: “Yeah, sorry. I need the full-price ticket.”

Cashier: “Seriously? How old are you?”

Me: “21… no, sorry, 22. I turned 22 last week; still think I’m 21.”

Cashier: “You’re joking.”

Me: “Nope. In fact, I’ve got a full time job and everything.”

Cashier: “Really?”

Me: “Yeah. Ha ha, I know. It’s kind of scary.”

Cashier: “Man, you should just say you’ve forgotten your card or something. People wouldn’t guess.”

Me: “Bit dishonest, though.”

Cashier: “Yeah, but you’d definitely get away with it.”

Me: “Ha ha. Unfortunately, my job is a trainee lawyer. It’d look pretty bad if I did that.”

Cashier: “Very good point. Don’t lie for a cinema ticket. Stay honest and enjoy your film!”

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