Stopped at the pharmacy after work to grab a refill. Used the elevator instead of the stairs — I have an autoimmune thing that flares my joints, and some days my hands and knees just don't cooperate. Nothing visible. No cane, no brace, just me in work clothes looking perfectly fine. Guy waiting for the elevator sees me get in and goes, "There are stairs right there, you know. Some of us actually need the elevator." Me: "I do too, actually."