"I told my colleague the other day you're one of our prettiest customers" said the barista.
I blushed instantly of course and thanked her, proud that it's no longer an embarrassing or shameful thing to be called that.
"She told me how old you are and I couldn't believe it. What's your secret?"
I knew her colleague from her previous job at a shoe store and sure I told her my age at some point.
"Cream, cream and cream the face and the rest is genetics I had nothing to do with" I responded.
"But being happy in your skin and having confidence helps" I added.
Both these young women are quite attractive and not a day over 25 years of age so it did my confidence a world of good.
"I didn't have such an easy life" I told her without going into any detail and she furled her brow slightly as I said it.
"Well I hope everything is okay now"
"Yes it is" I said with a calm smile as I took my coffee back to my table.