I was in my early fifties when I began to realize the pervasiveness of ageism in the world, especially in the workplace. How old were you?
I started to realize that I was facing a stretch of years before retirement in which there was a perception I had nothing to offer. My engineering skills were obsolete. I was not going to get hired as a math professor. And I didn’t know how to reinvent myself. Still don’t. I am the comic relief.
Do I coast? I have seven years left to work. Can I coast that long?
