I get tangled up over the silliest of circumstances. I’m sure you would handle this one better than I did – but how?
Here’s the scenario: I’m leaving a Kohl’s department store, and two women are about to enter. I graciously open the door for them. As they are midway through the door, the taller woman apparently says something tremendously funny, because they both start to giggle hysterically.
I’m happy for them. I give them a moment to compose themselves and move through the door I’m holding. They don’t do that. The two young ladies continue to talk right in the doorway. It’s as if I’m covered by an invisible shield.
I remember reading many years ago in Psychology Today magazine that older adults become ghostly invisible to younger generations. I didn’t think I was there yet, but here is proof.
I’m getting agitated. It feels like two hours have passed since I opened the door, and the two women have not budged.
Finally, I let go of the door and boldly walk between them, saying loudly, “Well, excuse me.”
At last, they give me a sympathetic stare and say in unison, “No problem,” as they scoot on in. The standoff is over.