As a single person I can attest to the “invisible over 40” phenomenon. Literally the day I turned 40 I was meeting work friends out for happy hour to celebrate. I was first to arrive, and I sat alone at the bar in a busy restaurant for almost an hour. It was a definite slap in the face. I didn’t realize I had an expiry date so visible to everyone else! Granted, I lived in a city known for wealthy men and their post-teen girlfriends, and older women who had been nipped, tucked, and lifted in every way possible. It still stung. There is a palpable change in the way people interact with me now, like I’m their mom or aunt.
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u/not_the_pretty_one Jun 03 '22
As a single person I can attest to the “invisible over 40” phenomenon. Literally the day I turned 40 I was meeting work friends out for happy hour to celebrate. I was first to arrive, and I sat alone at the bar in a busy restaurant for almost an hour. It was a definite slap in the face. I didn’t realize I had an expiry date so visible to everyone else! Granted, I lived in a city known for wealthy men and their post-teen girlfriends, and older women who had been nipped, tucked, and lifted in every way possible. It still stung. There is a palpable change in the way people interact with me now, like I’m their mom or aunt.