As I was careering down Bank St the other day on my mobility scooter, wearing a neck brace (which gives me the same posture as an African tribal woman wearing 50 neck rings), it struck me that I'm probably quite recognisable.
I have always known this, having cerebral palsy, I do tend to stick out like a sore thumb, (or sore neck). People seem to remember me from years ago. Countless times at social occasions people have come up to me, greeting me by my first name and chatting. It's nice but somewhat embarrassing when you can't remember their names. Particularly if you are with someone, and the polite thing to do would be to introduce them. It is kind of awkward. One technique is to introduce the person accompanying you and then launch into another topic of conversation fast. For example; "This is Sally, gosh, isn't it hot…?" Being recognisable does have its positives. People say "Hi" a lot. People are helpful. One can feel a sense of belonging.
But there are downsides too. You can't get away with much. It's hard to be bad. In fact, it's even hard to be bad when you aren't recognisable, thanks to the glories of social media. The Irish/UK tourists last week soon found that out! It took one assertive Takapuna local to take a video of their belligerent behaviour, after she suggested they pick up their rubbish from the beach, to make them instantly infamous.