One afternoon, I was flying to Southern California for a job interview. I ordered coffee from the stewardess. Later on, I started a conversation with the person sitting next to me. He was surprised when I told him how old I am — 22. “I thought you were 15, or maybe 18 after you ordered coffee,” he told me.
Sigh, this isn’t the first time something like this has happened.
MLIAsian.
