I've been invisible since I was on my 50s. I was once completely ignored while the headmaster and the caretaker discussed the lack of heatingand a broken window in my classroom. I was the one who had made the complaint and foolishly expected to have my opinion asked.
Now I have got used to it. I can go the garden centre with my hair a real mess knowing no one will notice. As long as DH still sees me.
Being quizzed by chemist's assistant in Boots.