Never Old Enough

I think that I can honestly say that I am sick of youth.

I have always had a youthful appearance. I have been listening to family and friends for years, telling me how lucky I am that I look so young. They are certain it's a blessing.

As usual, the people who want it, but don't have it, don't have a clue.

I am nearly 41 years old. I am carded in every "adult only" location I go to. If I try to buy saki and mirin to make Teriyaki sauce, the grocer asks for my ID.

Today, I was running a little late getting back to work from lunch, and I took the road that runs by the high school because I know it wouldn't get out for another 1/2 hour. For some unknown reason, there was a cop directing traffic on this road (I saw no obstacle), and he waved for me to stop. When I did, and I rolled down my window, he had a question.
"Where do you think you're going? Aren't you supposed to be in class?"

Sometimes I just want to scream.