Walking into a store with many departments, we were headed for the ATM machine.
I have a slight hearing loss but I do not need folks to shout. Suddenly I hear a very loud voice from a store within the store saying, "How are you this morning, young lady?" Since I am eighty-five, I ignored her.
(Later my husband said he thought about telling her I was hard of hearing and probably didn't hear her! The whole store could hear her, I'm pretty sure.)
Next to being called Sweetie or Honey by strangers, Young Lady is my third choice of being turned off. I just expect friendliness or respect which is what I usually get. Most people are so nice and caring - asking if they can help in various situations.
Just don't call me Young Lady.