#1stworlddesiissues

So today I was at the grocery store and decided to celebrate St Paddy’s a lil’ later than the rest of the world (or maybe the world is just having a continuous party.) So I picked up a couple cans o’ beer along with a few nutritious supplies, and I’m at the checkout & the wonderful cashier asks me for my ID. You can only imagine my sheer delight and joy at being carded. I decided to share said joy with the person standing behind me and being a brown/desi person this is how I’d describe that moment. It was that awkward moment where you turn around with a smile to laugh at how amazing it is to be carded, only to be met with this look of disdain and disapproval from a Brown aunty. My words died an immediate & natural death on my lips and I think my lips couldn’t change their upturned corners fast enough and I just looked like I had facial palsy or something fun along those lines. Epic facepalm judgmental moments in life...sigh.