No one is ever excited to be 20 years old. When you turn 20, it's like "Great, nothing has changed, I'm not a teenager anymore, but I still can't hit the bars with my 21-year-old friends." So what are you? You're the designated driver for those close to you who have already experienced the magical day of turning 21 years old. For those who have already experienced (and probably forgotten) their 21st birthday, you sadly serve as a chaperone and chauffeur for a full year of your life. Here's to you, DDs. I feel your pain.

1. You feel like a child when you're at dinner with friends.

"What are you drinking?" "Water... It's water."

2. And yet, you're also the babysitter.

You know what would make dealing with your drunk friends easier? A legal drink... Oh wait.

3. You are perpetually mad and confused at age limits.

You are old enough to purchase firearms, vote for the leader of the country, and adopt a child, but you can't have a glass of wine with dinner. Thanks, 'Merica.

4. Your friends stay in to hang out with you, but they kind of resent your youth.

"Sure, we'll stay in and watch movies with you instead of going to the bars. Also, when is your birthday again?"

5. If you do get to go out with friends, you all have to get a table because you're not old enough to sit at the bar.

"You know, service would be a lot quicker if we could just sit at the bar..."

6. You worry about the condition of your vehicle on the ride back.

I should have just made them get an Uber.

7. When someone else is finally the DD, and he or she gets shwasted.

You had one job...

8. And... at 4 a.m., when you have dropped off all of your other friends, you're still dealing with that one drunk friend.

"Yes, I know you're drunk. Yes, I forgive you. Yes, I know it's my turn soon. Yes, you can sleep on my couch."

Don't worry, my 20 year old, designated driver brethren, soon enough it will be our turn, and we have a lot of people who owe us a ride to and from 21 year old Narnia: the bars. Until then, stay thirsty, my friends.