A year or two ago, cashiers started asking me if I want the Senior Discount. I huffed and I puffed and I blew their houses down. Denial was my friend.
Today, a cashier gave me the Senior Discount -- without asking! She acted as if there was simply no question that I'm old. No need to ask for ID or permission.
*sigh*
Do you worry about your age?
Oh, and it gets better. A local cemetery has started mailing me ads with the motto: "Let's Face It Now." My response -- "Let's Not!"
I know. I get the senior discount without asking. But I haven't gotten the cemetery notice yet. That's just plain rude. PS You seem like a kid to me :)
ReplyDeleteI'm immature no matter what my age is!
DeleteOh no!!!! The cemetery thing is dreadful! How utterly unthoughtful!!x
ReplyDeleteHa! CRAP. I am NOT looking forward to all of this. I freaked out when I was about 25 and some guy that looked like he was 25 called me Ma'am. If I remember correctly I blurted out, "I'm not a Ma'am!"
ReplyDeleteEven to this day it bothers me when someone calls me that. Servers get extra points (and a larger tip) if they refer to me as Ms. or Miss. I know I'm delusional.
I *wish* I could move past the negative connotation that I associate with age. In reality I should just be damn happy I'm still here, able to move around without discomfort and still use the bathroom on my own. That is the real fear I have. Losing my health and then losing my dignity. You seem to lose your humanity when that happens. That is how I remember my illness. I didn't feel like a person anymore.
The whole thing about the funeral is just weird. I'm sure they get people that complain about that.
Interesting poignant topic!
bisous
Suzanne
http://www.suzannecarillo.com
I'm still in that stage where people can't QUITE tell my age. It's going away (the tattoos help) but every once in awhile. No I don't get student discounts, I'm on the opposite side of my twenties now, and if my mom's looks have any say, I'll be 50 and people will still think I'm way younger. Hooray for the baby face.
ReplyDeletePeople like you will always look younger than you are. That's rough in the beginning of life but a blessing later on. When I was young, I struggled to look older to be taken seriously.
DeleteOh yes it does ! It's creeeeeeping up !
ReplyDeleteLast time I was carded I was about 34, then it never happened again *it was memorable*
That cemetery thing just creeps me out. I know I'll die some day but I don't need a tombstone all up in my grill. Most days I cope well with aging - if a hot coffee is close by, I'm OK. I am denial about decay and decline for the most part. xox
ReplyDeletePatti
http://notdeadyetstyle.com
Your post makes me laugh out loud!!!!
ReplyDeleteI was 32 when I had Connor ... he was about 2 so that makes me at the time 34 ... I was sitting on a bench in a shopping centre and this little old lady asks me if I am his GRAN!!!!! REALLY!!!!
Now, I am proudly 100% grey at 53, and I sometimes get the senior discount without being asked and sometimes the cashing will say "Pensioner?" to which I respond ... "What are you looking at ... my hair or my face?" and every time it comes out "Your hair!!!" This will, however, not make me colour my hair ... I am proudly grey at 53 and 2 weeks!
Good stories, Lynn. It's the grey in my hair that also makes people think I'm older. If I dyed my hair brown, it would take a decade off my age but that's too much work for me.
DeleteThis has not happened to me yet, but it will, and I shall be glad for the discount. On the other hand, I do not like to be called ma'am, but much prefer the Miss that I usually here. ( my long blonde hair and twenty something clothing disguises me if they don't look too long!)
ReplyDeleteAs for plots, my husband's family has already bought mine..how weird is that.
I am happy to be 57 though, but 59? not sure how I will feel about that!
xx, Elle
http://www.theellediaries.com/
No way. Also since I've had the esteemed privilege of meeting you, I can say in all sincerity that you have a sweet baby face and I can't believe someone would offer you a senior discount.
ReplyDeleteAlso the hell with the local cemetery? Uh, no let's never entertain this conversation, kgreatthanks.
I have an irrational fear of getting older, I realize.
It's all stages of life we have to get used to. I recently went through this when I saw a photo of myself with my parents. http://naturalmedley.blogspot.com.au/2016/01/march-of-time.html
ReplyDeleteBut there is no need to shove it in your face!
Xo Jazzy Jack
One thing that I quickly found about being a fashion blogger is how very, very aware I was of aging in terms of how much older I often look from year to the next (or at the very least, every couple of years). I don't say this negatively, it's simply a point of interest for me. I look back even just four years ago and feel like I looked "so young" compared to now. I'm certain that feeling will only intensify as time goes on.
ReplyDeleteAnd speaking of such things, I said to Tony quite recently that I wonder if I'll ever get carded again. I almost never go into bars or casinos and rarely buy alcohol (especially since I can't drink), so there aren't many occasions for such, but there have been some when I could have been (carded) since the last time that such did occur (a little over 3.5 years ago now). Much like reaching the point of being offered senior discounts, I think that (ceasing to be carded) is a clear sign that one has advanced in years.
♥ Jessica
So true, Jessica! When we stop getting carded, it's a public acknowledgement that we no longer look young -- which is a blow to most of our egos. It was to mine...
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