Stop and Stare

So a little rant here...
It's granted that when you're in a wheelchair with a disability, you're gonna get stares. That's guaranteed. Here at BYU, with college students, you don't get stared at that often because people accept that you have a disability and get over it. Thank goodness for people like that. High school students don't stare at you either. I don't know what it is, but I'm eternally grateful for people like that. Because of the fact that I live on a campus with BYU students, I don't get to experience that wonderful feeling of someone's eyes boring into you because you look different.
I went to a basketball game tonight. Sporting events are always different because the general public comes to those. You don't get the general public on BYU campus very often. There's four groups of people at those events: Children, students, adults, and then the old people.
Little children at such ages like 5 and 7, I can understand the staring. Truth of the matter is, I really don't mind the little kids staring. As much. It still bothers me, but I understand. I totally understand.
Students in middle school, high school, and college aren't bad at all. I guess it's probably because they go to school with disabled peers all day long.
Adults are okay too.
However, when it comes to the old grandpas and grannys, I am just like WHY? I don't understand. They stare at you like you're some kind of alien from outer space. No kidding. I have no idea why that is. Shouldn't they be mature and polite, since they have lived on the earth for a long time and are so experienced and stuff? But no! They are the worst! I don't know if it's their generation or what, but it ticks me off. Big time. If someone has the answer, please tell me because it's killing me.