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It does seem like we have reached a max point where respect for our elders has gone way down. I wonder what caused the change. Even looking at television one can see. Often, seniors are portrayed as being buffoons on sit coms.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on November 4, 2017 at 8:02 AM
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I have noticed sometimes that folk who visit it store at the same day as I do.
Rarely acknowledge one. Perhaps older people are wary of making uncomfortable friendships unless mingling in specific associations with similar instinctive interests.
Sorry do i know you?
posted by
C_C_T
on November 4, 2017 at 1:47 AM
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What a great post. I love it. It really does, sometimes, feel that I am invisible. How strange people are. It didn't used to be that way. Either everyone else has changed, or I have.
posted by
TAPS.
on November 3, 2017 at 4:40 PM
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The thing is, we're not invisible to the babies and toddlers. They
will often smile, even wave and meet your eyes. I sometimes think we educate the natural scientific curiousity out of children as they get socialized to their peer groups in the upper grades. Like you, I don't care how the road hogs act as long as they don't hit me. I won't give them a piece of my day...
posted by
Pat_B
on November 3, 2017 at 4:13 PM
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Kabu
Oh, sweet Kabu, you can never be invisible! You are an attractive lady. There are people who are so self-absorbed that they see no one, regardless of age. Yes, they love to pass anyone up on the road who is over 25, but like you said, who cares? We've earned the right to step at our own pace, and whoever doesn't like it, or understand it, their day will come. I do notice that in big department stores if I don't have on make-up and nice clothing, the clerks, yes, I call them clerks, not "associates," will ignore me. I have often said it's like I'm invisible to them, S. Sister. But in high-heeled books (semi-high) flashing bling, make-up on, hair reasonably combed, suddenly they will ask repeatedly if I need any assistance finding something. It ain't fair. Who wants to wander the mall in anything but tennies? LOL. Yes, there was a day... But we still sing our song.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on November 3, 2017 at 3:46 PM
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