An old lady fights back.

Would you sell anti-black products to a black person?

Then quit selling me anti-aging products.

“Hello?”

Too late, I realize it’s an automated call. I get them all the time. We all do.

For some reason, I stay on the line. The woman comes on and starts reading from her script, “Hello, we are calling to let you know about an incredible product from WebWellness and Health (I made up the name) that will help you rejuvenate your life and regain your youthful appearance. We have a great anti-aging cream…”

I cut her off, saying this:

“I’m so glad you called. And I know you’re just doing your job, but you’re the one who called me, so here it is: I’m in my sixties, and I do not want to change how I look and feel. Granted, I’m not anything like I was when I was twenty, but I’m not supposed to be. Aging is not a problem. It’s a fact.

“I am not interested in your anti-aging cream any more than a proud black woman would be interested in anti-black cream.”

The telemarketer and I parted friends, but long after hanging up I realized how strongly I feel about this issue. I am sick of being targeted for products that aim to make me look younger. The underlying message is: “It’s…