There are advantages to be being older.
There are advantages to "I didn't grow up - I just got bigger" -Art.
True Stories:
I used to suggest to Ladies, especially those in Sales Reps, or Similar out in the public/ going to workplaces - to wear a thin wedding band. In hopes of not getting hit on.
Times have changed and seems a Wedding Band does not equate to being faithful.
I was married at the time, and wearing my Wedding band. The young lady was trying to decide on something to buy. She was very explicit, in how she would trade services for goods. Now she had money- OLD money family, about 8 years younger than I in a $1500 outfit ( told later) with a slit up the side all the way, and the top was not hiding what a bra would be covering - if she would have been wearing one. She was wearing that dress, and that dress only.
I looked her square in the eye. " I'm flattered, married and respecetfully decline". She made more "movements" and verbalized even more.
"You have Wesson oil, paint, and a black light...and a wall you don't mind getting flourescnt paint on?"
She paid for the mdse. Expressed how she was not going to mess up a room she had spent $35k remodling with custom wallpaper, antiques and such.
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My wife at the time was a nurse, being around kids and in and out of gloves, she wore a simple plain band to work.
She was cornered in a Supply room by another younger gal , and not only hit on, tried to kiss her.
"Okay, you got out of Miss. Rich Bitch with the Wesson oil idea - help me out. I dont' really want to report this lady, she is a Resident Doctor visiting..."
I invited myself to show up and surprise her for lunch at work. I spied the Res Dr, all by myself, she was eyeing my wife. Well, I knew the folks up there, including Security.
I grabbed my wife, hurried her to another supply room, kicked the door shut...and had to put my hand over wife's mouth to keep from laughing at first. Res Dr was wide-eyed, and shocked. Wife and I made all sorts of noises, and we came out looking all desheveled. My wife almost pee herself as I was making noises with a supply cart, and she was making noise thru fingers over her mouth (trying not to laugh still) and once in a while would yell out, slap her hand onto the wall...
This went on for 5 minutes. Then we exit.
Wife is getting her scrub jacket back on, fingering her hair back in place. Me, tucking shirt in, buttoning buttons...putting on a show.
Another Lady Doc ( really cool) and Security, were in on the deal...knew what I was going to do...my wife didn't
... "Whew baby- I like this spontaneous suprise stuff" Wife directing this to Res Doc whom had hit on her... as she was flirting with me...
"Dadgummit, can't you two middle age folks control your hormones". _Security
"No" we replied. Then I asked if the Hospitial Helicopter made it a "mile high" in flight.
Wife explained the "Mile High Club" the Res Dr. whom had hit on her.
Never bothered my wife again, the rest of her rotation.
Boy did wife and I get some funny looks and replies when on her day off later on , and we were up at her work to see some Artwork done by kids one day. Went to check out some new remodling and all since during work hard for to get away and see what all is going on...
Security and aforementioned Cool Lady Dr asked where we had been... both of us all windblown looking and such "We went up to the Heliport to check out the new Helicopter and stuff..."
"You didn't??"
Wife grinned " Yep Sure did".
That is all we did. To this day they probably have their own ideas - we saw no reason to correct them.
Sometimes being around in the 70's has its perks. Sometimes you have to shock back and be more shocking.
