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Between a Doc and a Hard Case.

Unless I have a split personality no one’s told me about, I’m just one guy. So I find it entertaining to see how I’m received in different social circles.

The Wife is a doctor, which means we have many doctor friends. They tend to marry early, start families, and be super smart. They have fun, but their parties are rarely broken up by the cops. And the thing about doctors is they marry other doctors. So when we show up to doctor parties we’re walking into a room where it’s all smart, stable people. And me. The weird creative guy. The Wife’s husband. “Have you heard? He works in advertising. And he’s an author. Yeah he’s the one who wrote that dick book. Yes, that one.”

Understand, on more than one occasion I’ve walked into a room full of these people and they’ve all congratulated me on being a writer. It’s absurd.

In advertising, the exact opposite is true. I’m married, which is bizarre. Half the people in advertising never get married. And if they do, they sure as hell don’t do it at twenty-four. I can count on two hands the number of parents I’ve ever worked with. My co-workers are all people who have traveled the world twice and jumped out of planes and off buildings. They drink on a near daily basis, and are fascinated by the fact that I don’t. Also, I’ve got this weird religion thing going on. And “What do you mean he’s never had a friend bail him out of jail at 3 am?”

Last week a few of my co-workers coined the term “pulling a Ben”. It means to do something surprisingly responsible. Like leave the bar after one drink.

In one world, I’m considered mildly interesting. Which is even more ridiculous when you consider that everyone else in that world saves lives for their living, and I sell stain-remover to middle-aged housewives. In the other, I’m a competent but boring guy who reads too much and is already (faint look of disgust) married.

They’re probably both wrong right the truth.

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