A young woman mocked my age at the airport, then spent our entire flight throwing her long hair into my face and food. She thought a 73-year-old woman couldn’t fight back. Good thing I’d made one very unusual purchase at duty-free.

or this one?”

She held two perfume bottles up to the screen.

“Ma’am, should I ring those up?” the cashier asked.

“One sec, my chat is deciding.”

Honey, at my age, ‘one second’ better come with a chair.

“I know! They’re both gorgeous. Maybe I’ll just take both.”

The cashier read out the total. She blinked at it for half a second.

Then she smiled at the phone.

“Beauty is an investment, right?”

She paid. Then she grabbed a tester and sprayed her neck, her wrists and, for good measure,