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I was warned.

I had heard rumors of this happening, but when you’re young you expect tall tales from older guys, so I was not really prepared for turning invisible. I started to fade out when I was 50. I would give my best campaign smile to a woman and she would pass me by without a backward glance.

By the time I was 60, I was totally invisible. I could approach a counter to pay for my merchandise and the cashier wouldn’t even see me unless I spoke. To test this out I walked into a Ladies restroom, stood at the sink and combed my hair and not one woman noticed me.

Now, I’m seventy and I can mow my grass in the nude and receive no complaints from the neighbor ladies. But it’s still a bitch trying to get waited on in the grocery store.

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