“Grown Up”

I've always been the youngest one at my job. At first, the age difference is very obvious, and after a while, people forget that I'm as young as I am. Today, I was at a meeting where I was the "expert" at what we were talking about (rare for where I work). That felt awesome and grown up. Like I belong here.

I get to my office and need to wet my contacts. I had a brand new bottle of stuff, and I get the plastic off only to find that I don't have the hand strength necessary to open the blasted thing! At this point, I realize that I have two options:

a- ask one of my co-workers to open it for me
or
b- Suffer until I get home.

You bet I chose B.