"When did I become invisible?" A friend asked me this question while we were out one night.
Indeed, I found myself asking this very question recently at lunch at a higher-end restaurant with an attractive younger business associate, with whom I enjoy good food and conversation several times a year. As is typical, the male attention focused on her was palpable from the moment we entered the restaurant to the time we left. The man who seated us couldn't take his eyes off her, and the waiter looked at her not just while she placed her order but while I placed mine as well. When we left, staff came to say goodbye as we put on our coats and, of course, she remained the center of their attention...
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