Normally once or twice a week I stop and collect a super-sized cup of my favorite elixir.
For a while, each time I went in to
feed my addiction buy my soda, there was this very small man in holey clothes that would always try to strike up a conversation with me. Unfortunately for both of us, he was lacking certain social niceties, like inoffensive small talk: “The senior coffee is better than your soda,” and on another visit, “Since you can, you should mix all the soda flavors.” I referred to him as the slightly creepy homeless man.
Imagine my surprise when I was wearing a paper gown waiting for my first visit with a new dermatologist when in walks that guy! He seemed incredibly nervous in examining me. After some negotiation, we agreed that he would take off two offending moles. He needed to leave to go get the nurse to assist.
You can imagine my relief when the nurse came in and called him “doctor.” Until that time, I wasn’t 100% certain it really wasn’t a homeless guy who had found a white lab coat. Now that would have been more than slightly creepy!
My slightly creepy dermatologist is great with a needle and scalpel. If we do enter the zombie apocalypse, I want him on my team!
The infamous “they” say, “You never get a second chance to make a first impression.” I want to believe it’s not true, especially for those times when I’ve completely botched a first meeting. At least in my doctor’s case, however, I found that overcoming that initial opinion was really hard to break. Maybe because he was out of context. If we hadn’t fed our caffeine hunger on the same schedule, I would have simply thought him a bit odd. I don’t know that creepy ever would have been associated with him.
Have you ever had a first impression prove itself to be completely off? or Am I the only one who comes up with nicknames for people?