Forgot how much crap teenagers get just for, well, being teenagers. I know I don't look my age, and I can't blame someone for mistaking me as being younger (especially on a lazy day where I'm dressed typically 'young' and have my hair in pigtails and a beanie on), but I don't appreciate being accused multiple times of breaking things in an aisle I didn't even enter until after they'd already started repairing the damage.
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