I’m with Silenus. Dress like you mean to be noticed and do things that require people to interact with you. Don’t take your clues from Glenn Close however and don’t boil any bunnies.
If you’re still trying to get with 25-year-olds, yeah.
Wait a minute. I already posted a reply. Where’d my post go?
[in a deep voice, while fluffing hair of polyester wig] You need a date honey?
I’m only 39 and the only place I feel increasingly invisible at is at work. We have narrow hallways and some people always have the habit of cornering them quickly, seemingly without regard to who they might run in to. This has been happenening more frequently to me, and it’s sort of a vicious cycle because when I hear someone approaching a corner, I slow down so as to minimize the impact speed, which makes them less likely to hear me, which will then make them think it’s okay to proceed full force.
In my mid-to-late 40s I started to become invisible to male retail and service employees in their 20s. Many times I got annoyed and wanted to yell at them, “I’m not looking to date you, sweetcheeks, I’m looking to buy something!”
Now that I’m in my mid-50s, I get somewhat-deferential attention from male clerks. But I’ve become invisible to female 20-something clerks. Probably because I remind them of what they’ll look like in 30 years. Bwah ha ha!
I’m not even middle aged yet…:mad:
When is middle aged? I’m 47, do I have this to look forward to?:eek:
How many people do you know who are 106?
I don’t get it. What do you expect people to notice you doing?
Um…occupying space?
About as many as I know who are 90. None.
Exactly what are you trying to insinuate ?
Telling them to get off my goddamned lawn god damn it! :mad:
Hah! You think a middle-aged man is invisible – try being a middle-aged woman. Your experience pales in comparison. And it really is stupid of retail clerks to act that way. The middle-aged or (gasp) elderly person these days is probably more likely to actually have some money and to want to spend it. Yeesh!
Read the OP. Stranding directly in front of them waiting for a table.
Try 45-year-olds.
:: mutter :: grumble ::
Are you people all running around without any clothes on or something? If you are, then you aren’t invisible…people are just trying to pretend that you are.
I use a walking stick that’s about 4.5 feet long. Nobody ignores me, even when I speak softly. 
Shit, I’ve become invisible to my fucking family…except when they want something.
Yes, I read the OP. But is the OP taking a single mistake by one hostess and extrapolating it to a common trend? Because I think it might just be a projection of the OPs fears about fading into irrelevancy as he enters his twilight years.
Certainly average to short men (5’8" or under) are often not regarded as highly as men who are tall (over 6’). But I had no idea if there was some actual thing where older men trigger some sort of genetic response to either ignore them or put them on an iceberg and send them out to sea.
I don’t feel invisible, and I’m an over 55yr old female. I did notice that suddenly, (not really, actually gradually), I noticed the world was not quite as warm and helpful as it was when I was younger!
Back then I barely had time to ask/inquire about anything. It seemed, before I’d even formulate a question, some smiling gentleman (young or old!), would appear saying, "You look like you could use a hand, how can I help?) it appears those days have passed.
I’m not complaining, I enjoy the anonymity, to be honest. I was never a fan of being chatted up at every turn either. See, I thought you were sincere in wanting to discuss something or other, and always felt foolish when it became apparent that you just wanted my attention. Yuck.
For a time I wore a wedding band, though never having actually walked down an aisle, but it was just more depressing when it became apparent for some it made no difference. Do any women actually enjoy turning people away, again and again? I found it unpleasant and wonder how really hot girls ever get used to it.
When I got older I began to realize they were reacting less to any beauty I may have possessed, and more to an openness and approachable ness. I found it hard to be otherwise, and finally gave up trying.
I guess maybe I’m just really enjoying it. Maybe I won’t so much when I’m older still, but for now, it’s nice to know those who engage with me do so with no alternative agenda. I find I really like that!