A few years back, when I was still teaching Anthropology to undergrads and trying not to lose my sanity in the process, I did not look like a ‘college professor’, at least not the popular conception of one. I looked too young, I wasn’t ‘absentminded’, I didn’t wear glasses or perpetually have my hair pulled back in a bun or ponytail, and I definitely didn’t ooze confidence or intelligence.
Who could have thought pop culture stereotypes of a given profession could have been wrong?
Slowly though, I think I’ve starting morphing into the stereotype of the professor even if it’s a few years too late. Absentminded? Most definitely! Old? Well, I feel old if that counts. Hair always pulled back or a mess? You try living with a grabby 2 year old who likes to pull anything and everything in reach.
And now, the metaphorical nail in the coffin of my dorkiness, I’ve received my first pair of prescription glasses. Apparently all those migraines and general blurry-ness was because I needed glasses, not because the world in general was becoming less HD.
So yes, I wear glasses now, I finally look like the professor I used to be, but in a twist that I definitely didn’t see coming, I’m actually loving it! The world has never been clearer for one thing, and I now have one more accessory to style and make my own. Who would have thought I’d actually enjoy wearing glasses?