For when I need to be reminded that I have a young face. I KNOW. As though getting pulled out of an airport security line because I’m not allowed to fly without adult supervision wasn’t enough.
My student: What are you doing this weekend?
Me: Well, it’s my birthday, so I’ll be celebrating that.
Student: Wow! Your 21st birthday! You’ll finally be able to drink!
Me: What?! You thought I was 20 this whole time? What kind of authority do you think I have?
Student: Let’s just say every time you walk into the classroom, I think you’re an adorable freshman. And then you sit in the teacher’s chair and there is confusion.
Me: ………I control your grade.
Student: ………Happy Birthday!