Member in Good Standing
I was a combat medic. I was supposed to have a good bedside manner as well as shooting people. Actually, for a while there was a rumour that I was helping myself to my morphine stash, because I was always cheery and I was a little too well versed in pharmacology.It would have been a bit detrimental to your military stint if your lips naturally curled up and you exuded a natural sunny happy disposition.
It’s only in the last ten years or so that people have told me my normal expression and countenance is stern and scary. At least until I smile. I find it a little disturbing, since I think of myself as easygoing and approachable. The ‘compliment’ I get most from work colleagues is something like ‘you’re actually a lot nicer than I thought, when I first met you’.