Obviously, I’m the Foreign One.
Since I’m the boss, I’m the Nice One, or the Mean One depending on if I let them do what they ask. I had one sales assistant think I’m The One to Be Buttered Up, and I could always tell if she wanted time off. :rolleyes:
I am, simply, The One.
I’m going to copy, almost word for word What Exit’? 's post.
I’m also the person that nurses and unit secretaries are “glad” is working today. (“Oh gosh, Merry, I’m so glad it’s you. Here’s this bizarre test neither of us have ever heard of. Figure out who runs it and come up here and draw it before the doctor yells at me!”) I’m also the person who is nicest to our new employees. (“You’ve treated me the best of anyone here!”) While, at the same time, being sarcastic and abrasive.
Working with me is an adventure. But worth it.
I rise to a high level of competance at any job relatively quickly, so I’ve had this same scenario play out over several jobs.
I’ve been told I’m the weird one, by classmates who didn’t understand the notion of a 13yo female of the species claiming to not find blonde guys attractive.
The one with an interesting turn of phrase, by coworkers and friends.
The one who’s not afraid that pointing a problem out will get my finger bitten off, again coworkers.
I used to be The Conservative One at my old workplace, which amused me greatly.
The Serious One
The Disturbing One
The Smart One
The Quiet One
-The Prankster (even when it wasn’t my idea)
-The Jokester
-The Subtly Pervy One
-The Techy One
In my own eyes, I’m the normal one – at Right Angles to everyone else…
To others?
I’m The Cute One.
I forgot, at my current office I’m also The One Who Knows Math.
Any time the designers run into a resizing problem that requires an actual calculation or my boss needs to convert currencies, they immediately call for me.
Apparently today I’m The Only One Who Can Answer The Goddamned Phone.
It could be worse. Any one of us could be The Chosen One. 
I told the checker two days ago I waited in her line beacuse I wanted the nice one. That made her moment, and I hope her day.
One of the check outs had the craby bitch, but everybody stood in line instead of going to her. I’d like her to be the ex one.
Come on Winston, Your not serious are you ? Did you give somebody the evil eye or something ? You did’nt tell them about the world domination thing I hope. You better keep that under wraps at least until you get all the missles painted that black and silver paint scheme you like. You don’t want to get started and not be prepared . So anyway, what was my title going to be again ? 
Do you have the wallet ?
I saw your picture before . It’s hard to believe a fine looking young man like yourself does’nt have a job. With your lokks and personality it’s got to be something with the public. Don’t waste your style in a dungeon somewhere my friend.
I’m “the bad one” in the sense that I let people get away with stuff and will bend a rule or two.
I’m also “the smart one” which is kinda scary since I don’t think I’m all- that- smart.
You too ? I’m that every day . And you know what else? I don’t think anyone is going to replace me either. Every time I try to smile at someone and get thier attention they start looking really busy . Got to learn to do that . Maybe when I get some free time. 
I’m “The Pill Lady” (because I dispense a lot of advice about sore throat remedies, leg cramp relaxation and such), “the one who tells a lot of jokes,” and “the one who knows things about the faculty association.”