A CASE OF MISTAKEN IDENTITY (in a good way) — by Steve Nadis
After crying in my last post about how no one–apart from my creditors–calls me anymore (note to myself: stop whining!), things are definitely looking up. Yesterday, I bought some dinner supplies at the store I love to complain about, Whole Foods. On my way in, an older woman said: “I thought you rode a bike. You just seemed like the type.” I did not recognize the woman, though she seemed pleasant enough, and I asked her how she knew me. “Aren’t you that nice emergency room doctor I met recently?” she asked.
I was flattered by the question, since no one had mistaken me for a doctor before, though I have been mistaken for a series of scondrels, reprobates, and miscreants. It was nice to know that at least in someone’s eyes–admittedly a person who might have had failing eyesight–I could have passed for a reputable professional, the kind of person my parents would have been proud of, even though I was dressed like a slob in my standard-issue sweatpants and sweatshirt, with a rubber band around my ankle to protect from chain grease. For a brief moment, I lived up to the lofty expectations that had been placed on me since high school.
But the moment passed, and I remembered I wasn’t anything of the sort. “Sorry,” I said. “You have the wrong guy.”
Posted by
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05:47:17
A rubberband around the ankle? What a picture? You’ve got to quit kidding us all! I had you checked out and know that you moonlight as an Abercrombie and Fitch model!
I’m not sure where you’re living but the "rubberband around the ankle" look is the latest fashion craze around these parts. Be the first one on your block to introduce this trend-setting style in your environs.
I hope you don’t cut off your circulation. You don’t have any of those Lance Armstrong style riding clothes? I’m surprised being the fashion plate you are.
Oops….BIKING clothes I should have said…..
Thanks for the fashion tip but I have not been sporting the Lance Armstrong line. I do a lot of bicycle riding but have avoided any official biking gear–pants, shirts, hats, etc. I go more for a commuter kind of look.
People keep asking if I’m a doctor too Snake. Not sure why…..
ZARDOZ SAYS :
SINCE ABBOT AND CASTELO I HAVENT LAUGHED SOMUCH.
Your last two articles
and the comments have cracked me up.
read ‘em again
note highlights
and maybe you’ll agree.
……………thanks DR MAX.
………..thanks SNAKE
hey windfall
send our biker friend a suit
like mr ARMSTRONG’s
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what you say dont know the address
i’ll tell , PSEASE WRITE IT DOWN,
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… I .T .S
- SNAKE IN GRASS
-SNAKE IN CAMBRIDGE GRASS
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I CRACKED UP ,
—————–ZARDOZ
Thanks Z–I appreciate the compliment. And hi there, Doctor. Let me get this straight Doctor. So Doctor, are you sayin’ to me Doctor that you’re not a doctor?
The rubber band around the ankle look was a prank.
It was initiated by a frat in Champaign Urbana to see how many people would follow this ridiculous fad. So it started with group of students who enrolled other student and so forth and so on. By the fifth, sixth, or seventh evolution of this fad the participants began to take it seriously. And there you have it the beginning of this ridiculous fad. Next time try a rubber band around the neck, weed out the stupid.
Fashion-ista
That’s not; I had no idea I was part of a fad.