It's official - I'm ancient

[rockywilderness]

Buying a bottle of cider in Lidl (the nice vintage one, I promise) and the checkout guy said to me, with a wink, "Well, young lady, I'm going to need to see some ID" and then laughed as he scanned it. I'm 45.

I'm now in the age category where it's hilarious to even suggest I might be under age.

Any other examples that I need to brace myself for?

Jesus Christ 😂

Yes, I was 35 and described as an ‘elderly primigravida’. It stung!

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I tripped over and broke my wrist. Could have happened to anyone. At the hospital they kept referring to me as a patient who had “had a fall”. FFS, I’m still in my 40s, I fell over I didn’t ‘have a fall’!

At a gig I went to last year, as I was passing through security about to walk through the metal detector two security guards ran in and one grabbed my arm. "EXCUSE ME MISS, how old are you?" I replied that I’m 34 and they all burst out laughing and sent me straight through. It was over 18s only and I still don’t know if they were mocking me or what, but I was so embarrassed. I’m very short and I don’t look 34 but I certainly do not look under 18. They were still laughing as I walked away. With my VIP wristband on because I was a guest of the band 🖕🏻and guess who had to supervise the afterparty with faces like smacked arses?

It's also an Indian thing and i almost wept

I'm now 67. At 45 I noticed more people calling me love and asking in supermarkets if I wanted help with bag packing, which, some shops used to do. At 67 I'm now called dear or darling, for the record I don't mind that at all I'm not that uptight. In restaurants waitresses rush to help me on with my coat, i suppose i do look like im struggling, press the button for the lift right next to the steps. In a restaurant the other day which overlooks the sea, a guy jumped up and moved the table out a bit so I could get in easier, I'm not sure if he thought I was too old too move it or fat 😄, so I had a better view of the sea. On another day, whilst husband was scooping up grandkids from beach, I made my own way up the stones, hard work, a guy came running down to help me. I jokingly said to husband I think we may be looking old. I don't mind really there is a lot of lovely people here on South Coast. I also hate when you have to put your age into something online, especially the ones where you have to scroll all the way back to 1957,those ones are rare but so annoying, think they hope you will give up LOL! Not in their catchment age group for a free gift.

Turned 50 last week. The day before - I got a leaflet and coupons for Tena pads in the post - Happy F**king birthday!

I was an elderly prim for both pregnancies being 31 and 35.

However I broke my ankle last year at 38 and had about 6 xrays and not once was I asked if pregnant. And considering I'm now 39 and going through a miscarriage I think I'm still young!

And now 2 of my exclassmates being grandmother's.

I'm not even 40 yet and my youngest is 3 next month.

Yep! He's absolutely devastated 😂🤣

DH and went out for lunch. The waitress asked if we wanted the pensioners menu. We were both 50 and I was devastated. Looking back I wonder if she was being bitchy.

Some stupid chugger said "How are you, young lady?"

I'm sixty and find such stuff patronising and pathetic coming from a man decades younger than me, even more than if he'd been older.

I said "I'm neither" and kept walking.

Check out lady in Sainsburys asked me if I was having my grandchildren over at Easter.
(Late forties with teenage kids)

I did get asked if I might be pregnant when I went for my first covid jab at nearly 60, but tbf those masks did hide a multitude of chins.

Yes I thought so too - their Mums would be so proud!

On my 60th birthday i received 5 different funeral plans in the post along with a stair lift brochure!

I've got a lot of Pakistani friends and lots of their kids started calling me Aunty when I was in my early 30s.

Interestingly a lot of the adults my own sort of age refer to me as cousin or even sister which I take as a compliment.

I'm 53 and had for the first time had a young lady asking me if I wanted her seat on a bus. But I was dressed in my sports gear and carrying a heavy rucksack so I think that was the reason she asked not my age

LOL. 😆

When I turned 50 - several years ago - I got loads of ads on Facebook for wrinkle cream, tena pads, botox, teeth whitening products, hair dye, anti ageing potions, stairlifts, and sheltered housing. Also got similar in my email inbox, and even some stuff through the letterbox. I was so pissed off and offended that I sent in a complaint to facebook. AND I emailed the companies back who emailed me, telling them to never message me again! (Don't judge me!) 😆

I was just so angry that they assumed that because I had hit 50, I would want to fill my face with botox and fillers, cover myself in anti-ageing creams, and bleach my fucking teeth! SHOCKER!!! I was/am quite happy with how I look ta. AND my hair is less than 10% grey. Do they assume every woman turns grey when she hits her 50th birthday?! I didn't! It's hereditary in my family - on my dad's side - to not go grey young.

I was also annoyed that they assumed that as soon as a woman hits 50, she pisses herself when she coughs, sneezes, or laughs, and can't get up the stairs unaided (when she could a few days before - when she was still 49!)

One thing made me LOL. A shitty overpriced block of sheltered housing (for the over 50s) was built a couple of years ago in the market town 3 miles from my village, with 1 bed apartments for £200,000, and 2 bed ones for £265,000. This block is on an A-road, next to a big supermarket, and 5 minutes walk from 3 noisy pubs. Me and DH have a 2-bed detached bungalow, with a large garden, in a beautiful little village near the canal, not far from the river, and close to woodlands. (We are mortgage free,)

This company pushed a leaflet advertising these apartments, through our letterbox, at LEAST 10 times over 8-9 months it took to build the block. Like WHY? Why would they assume we would give up our beautiful roomy bungalow with a big garden, near woodlands/river/canal, in a lovely friendly cosy village; for a poky shithole flat in a big block, on an A road, that we share with 100 other people, with no garden, and very little privacy, and with a big supermarket, and several pubs within a stone's throw?!

Awful marketing. They were targeting the wrong people.

And breathe…..!

I can feel your frustration coming through my screen @SabreIsMyFave 😂

I KNOW RIGHT!!!!

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When men working in some 'traditional' jobs (I'm thinking butcher, grocer, fishmonger etc) start saying 'what can I get you young lady' you know you're screwed.