One thing I really can't get used to about getting older is having people offering me their seat.
It happened yesterday. My husband and I were in a restaurant waiting for a table. A younger couple was sitting on the two chairs provided for people waiting. And the girl asked if I would like her seat.
Do I really look that old? Do I really look that decrepid and weak? Heck! I'm only 65 years old!
65 is not that old! I'm still able to stand. I'm still able to walk long distances.
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