This is going to be a very quick post today because once again I'm snowed under with work and moving stuff.
However I thought I'd share this little story...
I dashed out into Derby at lunchtime to grab a sarnie, and went to one of my favourite shops. I won't name then because I don't want to embarrass the staff member in question, but suffice to say I go into this shop several times a week and have actually featured them in the newspaper. I'm on first name terms with everyone in there.
So imagine my surprise when a member of staff who usually asks me how the blog is, or how I'm getting on with avoiding the supermarkets, didn't recognise me at all, and even asked where I work as part of her patter.
I walked away scratching my head. What's different? Do I really look that rough today?
Then I realised... ah ha! My glasses. I'd left the office still wearing my glasses.
So to all those who used to think Superman was a bit ridiculous because how could anyone really not recognise Clark Kent just because he stuck a pair of glasses on... apparently this is actually not quite so crazy after all.
Unfortunately this still doesn't make me Wonderwoman. Sadly.
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