Apparently I don’t look my age.
I arrived at the Dallas airport pretty early this morning, and went up to check my bag.
And then shade ensued:
Delta check-in lady: “Ticket and I.D. please.”
Me: “Here you go.”
Check-in lady: “Hah!”
Check-in lady: “If you saw someone that looked like you, would you think that they are your age?”
Me: “Are you saying that I look old?”
Check-in lady: “Yep. Just like that.”
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