Am I Not Pretty Enough?

I am not the prettiest girl in the world - I am well aware of this fact. I try not to remember certain days from teenage years for a reason... Let's just say I have been told to my face that I was ugly. I didn't really take this young man's opinion to heart but it did leave a bruise on my self-esteem. However, Saturday night really topped the charts. This story illustrates several examples of ignorance.

Carlin gave me his ticket to the football game Saturday night since he was going to Conference. The ticket says "Valid OSU Student ID Required." I borrowed his ID since I couldn't find my own and I am no longer a student. I met up with a few girls from the single's ward and we all headed to the game. We got there late and so did not have to fight any lines. We went up to the gate and I had my ticket and ID ready. 3 people (2 of which were cute girls) cut in front of me and explain that they had already been in and left to get something from somewhere and left their tickets inside but could they go ahead and go in? The young man let them through. Now it was my turn. I handed him my ticket and he asks for the ID - sure, here it is. "This is a guy" the young man says. "So?" I say. Apparently he can't let me through since it is not my own ID. I decide to go with honesty - it's my husbands ID and ticket, I explained. Still can't let you in, you can "upgrade" it for $45. Angry Aubrey started to show through, the young man said I could see his supervisor if I wanted - I told him I did. I had quite the attitude going. He gives me my ticket back and says I can wait while he finishes helping the people behind me. One of the girls in our group doesn't have her ID - she goes up and talks to the young man and... he lets her in! Seriously?! That's right. He doesn't let me in, who has a valid ID and valid ticket, but he does let 3 people in with no ticket and one cute girl in with no ID.

I can only conclude that he didn't let me in because a.) I wasn't cute enough, or b.) he was secretly jealous that I was married and decided to be difficult. I would like to think it was the latter, but I am no fool. Afterwards, I realized I should have acted offended that he was calling me a guy and explained that my Freshman year was quite difficult. That would at least have been amusing. Later that evening I asked my husband - "Am I beautiful?" "Aubrey, you are beautiful and perfect." He said.

Don't worry, I went to the next gate over and they let me in no problems. I screamed all my frustrations out on the opposing team.