I'm 28 but still get asked what year of high school I'm in. It doesn't help I ride a troutty orange beach bike everywhere with a backpack carrying all my stuff for the day. I'm thinking of adding a multi color propeller hat and lollipop.

On a serious note, people treat me like trout until they find out I'm out of high school. Then they're suddenly new people. Nicer people. I've been stopped multiple times by police officers just inquiring what I'm doing in my own neighborhood. No wonder teenagers are miserable little trouts, everyone acts like you murdered the President's puppy all the time.