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Monday, February 21, 2011
I Am Old
So last night I'm standing on the train, reading my book, and a woman in her 30's jumped up out of her seat to offer it to me -- like I'm old and frail and somehow deserved her seat.
I must have aged suddenly.
Maybe I'm so fat she just thought I was pregnant.
Maybe I have the look of the infirm. Or incompetent. Maybe I looked drunk. I mean, I had to argue with her ("No, it's OK, I'm getting off at the next stop." "Are you sure?" "Yes, I'm fine, thank you.")