Eccentric / ikˈsentrik

I'm usually an easy-going, compliant person when it comes to providing requested information to those in the service industry. It simply makes life easier for everyone to be that way. I am, however, finding myself taking pleasure these last few months in occasionally saying "no."

Take today, for example. I get to my surgeon's office for a five-month follow up and I'm asked to fill out the exact same paperwork I filled out on two previous visits. To that request I said "yes." Upon returning the now triplicated paperwork, I had the following exchange with the perky young thing on the other side of the window:
"Now I want to get a picture of you!" she said.
"Why?" I asked.
"Well, for our files so we know who you are." I swear she almost added "silly!"
"No," I said, "I don't think we need to do that today."
"But why, you look beautiful today, just the way you are," she said with a wheedling tone in her voice.
"Yes, I know, thanks." Then I sat down feeling very satisfied with myself.

As I've stated before on this blog, I'm quite comfortable with my baldness, but a contrariness rose up in  me over her simple request. Don't know if it's the way she said it or just how silly it is to have a mug shot of my bald head on file. Egads, I'm not a criminal. Plus, if they can't tell who I am by looking at my driver's license, well then they're the ones who need to undergo some treatment!

Pic o' the Day: A shot of the Governor's Residence, which I love to visit for its Heritage Garden -- take time to schedule a tour and see it for yourself.