Regarding being bumped into in the street etc, I have found that if I take no prisoners in my mind, people actually do notice you are there, and move out of the way when they should (ie. not bump into you or not not leave you any room).
Fuck’em I think - I shall rise to my full power bestowed on me by my experience, wisdom and knowledge, and straight faced, suffering no fools, I shall claim my place on the platform, or pavement or on the tube or wherever it is
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I see younger people looking through me (though not all, there are plenty of lovely people of all ages around) and part of me feels aggrieved, but that comes from a position of lacking something, which I don’t. And to be quite frank, just as they have little interest in me, I am not actually that interested in them. These are just strangers on the street.
At work we are all different ages and all get on very well, and that actually matters a lot more than the opinions of randoms.
The times that people have been rude to me (huffing and puffing past me or tutting as someone did in the supermarket the other day), I do get a bit paranoid that it is because I am 50, but then think they are probably just rude anyway. If I need to be 23 and gorgeous for them to be polite, what does that say about them?
Yes, sadly, I think the older you are the more disposable you are seen to be, by some, but they are probably arses, and always will be.
So that’s it, I think we should claim our power, and our rightful place.