I must buy more T-shirts that give people pause. It’s good for them, I think, and I know it’s good for me. It shakes us up.
This morning, I wore my “Nasty Women Project” shirt, more for a color coordinated look than as a statement. I always enjoy wearing it but as often happens, I forget I am until someone notices.
She paused before asking, “Karen?” Her tone was one of disbelief.
I could not help but smile but it was just a small one. “Yes,” was my answer. Admittedly, my tone was a bit sing-song.
The tech may not have been crestfallen but she was puzzled. How dare I not be the ailing old woman that she was so sure I was.
To be fair, she has seen me on some pretty rough days but the only conversation we ever had was my giving her the information required to purchase my prescription.
I presented as a new person to her. Maybe I will replace the one she was so sure she knew. Who knows, maybe someday she will surprise me, too.
Let me be gracious when she does.