"I need to see your ID, young lady."

Someone almost got slapped today.

I know... I know... I should take it as a compliment, right? I don't. It's ridiculous. I'm going to be 32 in a few weeks. I'm not 20, and more importantly, I don't look like I'm 20. My hair is a quarter gray, and I haven't dyed it since before I was pregnant with my now 10-month old son. I'm wearing absolutely no makeup, my hair is pulled back in an out-of-fashion but very useful bun. My glasses are 8 years old and incredibl...