One coworker found all of this particularly fascinating. She has worked for our company for many years, most of them in her native country of India, but she’s here in Chicago on a temporary transfer. So she’s known many firm members by name for a long time but hasn’t necessarily known how their looks have changed through the years.
I finally pulled down the oldest of my directories, from 1992. We of course turned to the page with my photo on it. There I was with a lot of hair on top, wearing a nicely pressed suit and tie and sporting a prominent mustache, none of which are a part of my everyday look here. It was our Indian colleague who spoke first, ingenuously squealing, “Oh my, you were so handsome!” Almost everyone present found this pretty hysterical.
And after a bit, I had to concede as well that it was pretty damn funny.
That being said, I would have been just fine with a well-placed lie – something along the lines of, “Oh my, you’re so much more handsome now!” I don’t think that’s an unreasonable request. I mean, if I ask you for the truth, I want the truth, but I made no such request in this case. Ah well. She has a lot to learn about our culture. We’ll make a liar out of her yet!