I drive a motorcycle (this is important to the story later)

I arrive at a gas station at 7pm (light outside still), I get a pineapple Fanta after a long day at work, I need to get my wallet out, but my hands are full. One hand has my drink the other hand has my helmet. There’s a family ahead of me in line so I say “can you hold my drink for like two seconds” while I get my wallet out to the girl ahead of me. The mom cuts in “she’s underage asshole” it’s a pineapple Fanta and she looks like a teenager! I’m taken aback and I say, “oh im sorry can you hold my drink then? I just need to get my wallet out?” She glares and says “there’s a shelf right there…” I put my drink on the shelf stock full of candy, and it falls on top of the sour patch kids as I pull my wallet out. I feel like a criminal despite doing nothing wrong…