Today, nearly by accident, I ran into an old advisor from my university days. If you've followed my blog for any time, you'll recall that my schooling days were the days when I was the most awkward at passing as human. I took myself, everyone around me, and life in general much too seriously. I was passionate about everything. . . and was utterly incapable of choosing my battles. You can imagine I wasn't exactly the most popular thing on campus.
So, imagine my delight, shock, and surprise when my old advisor recognized me on sight. Recognized me . . . remembered my name . . . and said that he'd followed my career a bit when he could catch information.
REMEMBERED ME! FOLLOWED MY CAREER . . . and not in a creepy, stalker sort of way.
I recalled the story to both the Phenom and The Chick. I waxed that maybe I'm not as invisible as I think of myself as being. BOTH the Phenom and The Chick snorted with surprise that I would ever think of myself as invisible.
Well now they tell me. All these years I thought I was doing a great job of blending in.
The Chick was the nicest about it . . . she said that I'm too smart and articulate to be invisible. I think that means that I'm opinionated and loud. Like I didn't know that already . . . I just thought I'd gotten better at knowing when to keep my mouth shut.
Then again, I am rather fond of throwing up the "beauty queen" wave. And, I've been known to wear a tiara in the office. Oh dear, I'm a loud, proud, drag monkey!!!
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