Unrecognizable without scrubs...
- 16Feb 20, '13 by brian Admin
- 2Feb 20, '13 by JerseyBSNI haven't run into this issue with not recognizing one another but I do notice when I see others out of scrubs that they either look thinner or heavier. Scrubs can be flattering to those who need cover and a menace to those who don't need it. Either way, they are our uniform and it could be a lot worse.
- 3Feb 20, '13 by Meriwhen Senior ModeratorHappens to me all of the time. Whenever I show up for something and I'm not in scrubs, people have no idea who I am.
Even my own boss--whose office is right around the corner from where I work--didn't recognize me in street clothing, and she spent twenty minutes talking to me before she realized who I was. Yes, I could have told her who I was early on...but she truly didn't know, so I wanted to see how far it'd go
- 2Feb 20, '13 by hudabelleI love that this happens. My clinic is in the same town where I do all my grocery shopping. I see many of my patients at the store and they never ever recognize me. They do give me odd looks when I smile at them as if I've known them for years, because I have!
- 1Feb 21, '13 by loriangel14 GuideQuote from hudabelleI experience the opposite.I meet so many people that while I may remember the face, the name escapes me.They remember that I was Mom's nurse and they chhhhaaattt away, while I try to figure out who they are.I love that this happens. My clinic is in the same town where I do all my grocery shopping. I see many of my patients at the store and they never ever recognize me. They do give me odd looks when I smile at them as if I've known them for years, because I have!
I had to pick up my daughter today on the surgical floor I sometimes float to ( she got her tonsils out) and I felt so strange walking in there in street clothes.
- 4Feb 21, '13 by Hygiene Queen GuideWaaaaay back in the day when I was very young (*sigh*) I was working in a nursing home.
Now, when I was at work, I dressed in white from top to toe (as did everyone-- we had a very archaic dress code). My hair was always pulled back in a very neat bun-- not a hair out of place. My make-up was nothing but red lipstick and powder on my nose. I mean, I was very very conservative and professional looking.
Well, that wasn't the real me
I took art classes at the same community college wherein several of my fellow coworkers were attending nursing school.
So, here they are making their way across the campus and here I am toodle-looing along... in black from top to toe, black and white striped tights, combat boots, beret, black lipstick, portfolio in one hand, art box in the other and a cigarette dangling from my mouth.
Can we say weirdo?
No, they did not recognize me at first and they about fell over and died when they did. They couldn't believe it because I was always very careful and conservative at work.
Long story short, no I was not easily recognizable, lol.
I'm sure I'm easily recognized nowadays... I'm an old boring fart both at work and home