Bring on the Night

I’m a four-eyes. Who would have guessed? Nerd AND glasses – a winning combo.

Before I caved and brought a pair of beautiful glasses – well, that’s at least how I remember them (click the link at own risk) – many friends and acquaintances suddenly had me down for being an arrogant jerk. Nice enough normally, but some times I only said hi or waved back half the times people met met on the street.

So time decided I needed glasses and it actually helped much. No more was I a snobbish prick.

Great as that may seem, I still encounter a situation I hate. Cause when do you say hello? Friends and relatives give no trouble, but what about people that you only met once? Can they recognize you as you stumble to say hi or wave as a crazy fool?

I really don’t know, and it always gives me a huge dilemma.

My work is a pretty big company here in Denmark. This means plenty of colleagues, and many which I am not sure do know me. Furthermore I have worked my way to an office job, whereas my earlier job was of the physical type. This means that I am automatically a hate object for some older colleagues that didn’t like me in the first place, while others know that I am still the same (idiot?) as before.

My work involves many trucks and often I meet one on the street. The problem with cars is the wind shield. From outside you can’t always see the driver. I am never quite sure whether to greet them or just look away.

So often I end up in between letting a very uncomfortable stupid “hello” smile pride my otherwise John-Candyish face, that could mean anything. Hopefully those I know think it is a greeting, while those who don’t, just let it slip as some sorry ass dude with a random tick.

I could play it safe and do the big greet wave to all just to make sure, but that would create a whole other situation. I am sure I would pretty soon be known as the waving imbecile fool. That would be bad too, right?

It’s a lose-lose situation and I am sentenced for life.