Unforgettable Face

I have been wearing my glasses for 5 days now and I still can't get the hang of it. I have yet to get used to seeing the world with frames - literally. I haven't gotten passed the point where the rims of my glasses disappear to give me an unobstructed view of the world. The good side though is that, the things I thought were blurry because of distance, are actually not when I put on my glasses. But the biggest adjustment so far is adjusting to my look. Every time I catch my reflection on glass or mirror, I have to mentally remind myself that the person staring back is actually me, not just someone who looks like me.

Apparently though, I'm the only one having difficulty recognizing myself. Today, I was walking in the mall, wearing my glasses, when a high school friend recognized me on the spot and called me by name. I on the other hand had to grasp valiantly in the deep recesses of my memory to finally narrow her down to the "High School" category. Needless to say, I was extremely embarrassed.

I've always wondered about this "knack" of mine of being, well, total recognizable despite the torture of the years. About every other week or so, if I walk past a crowded area, I'm pretty sure of being recognized by someone. Even when I was in the clinic for my lab tests last week, 2 people approached me, saying they recognized me from Karate and from review school.

If I were an optimist, I'd think its because I have an unforgettable face and personality, which helps people, and I mean all kinds of people, immediately remember me and my name. On the other hand, as a pessimist, I would think that I'm just notorious, hence the unforgettable face and name. As I am neither, I'm starting to believe that everyone, except a select few (like me) can recognize people no matter how long it has been through sheer strength of memory and brain power. The select few (like me) types were too lazy when God was giving out this talent and as such, have to suffer through conversations with people that look like a complete stranger - but you know is not.

Oh well, maybe once I've grown into my glasses, the power of recognition would come to me as well...