QuoteAnd it sucks when I have to be ID'd for alcohol or a bar or something....cause I don't want em to notice the "f". Maybe t will help make me look older *crossing fingers*
The one time I went to a gay bar, the guy carded me and announced my admission price loudly enough for the whole room to hear. It was $5 for women and $3 for men. I wanted to hide.

QuoteI'm 20 but most people think I look about 13-15. Just yesterday someone came to my door to get me to donate to a charity and the woman asked if my parents were home
It does my head in.
When this school year started, my daughter's bus driver came to my front door to introduce herself and get some paperwork signed, and her first question was "is your mom home?" At least I was passing. At the time I was actually pretty pleased.
There are guys who run around getting registered voters to sign petitions for ballot initiatives, and when I confront them about approaching everybody but me, they apologize and say I didn't look old enough to vote.

I have issues with my age because my daughter is almost 12, and she attracts a lot of attention. People often think I'm her brother, but I don't encourage that. One time a large angry man walked very purposefully up to us when we were sitting on a bus bench around 9:30pm, and he demanded to know "what are you doing out so late with this little girl!?" Oh my god I thought I was about to get my ass kicked. I stood my ground and glared at him and told him we were on our way home. Then he softened, and said I shouldn't be out with my little sister so late at night, and that I needed to take her back to her mom so she could go to bed. Lol then my filterless kid starts giving him Trans 101, and the conversation took a turn for the weird. I was relieved when the bus came.
At thanksgiving I passed with a bunch of strangers, but at some point a guy made it clear he didn't believe me about my age. When I just deadpan insisted that I'm 30, he started saying things along the lines of I must be just pretending my daughter is my biological child in order to keep her feeling secure and happy. I didn't know what to do, so I just excused myself and went and talked to somebody else.
I smoke (trying to quit), and I've had a couple of stores flat out refuse to sell me cigarettes, even after looking at my ID.
The hard part about getting carded for grownup things is the fact that now I anticipate that there might be some awkwardness, which makes me nervous, and nothing waves red flags more than acting nervous while getting carded.
I'm a little concerned about how much I'm tempted to tell people I'm 20 or something, just so I'll attract less attention.