I liked the TV series, but didn't like the fact that most jobs I have, people call me "Mr Bean", a woman at my present job keeps threatening to knit me a teddy.
Whilst my face doesn't look like his, there must be something in my demeanour, especially when I worked in an office and found my choice of clothes was rather similar to his
And to reinforce peoples perceptions of me, I cannot seem to help acting in a similar way, for instance, I was decorating my front room and needed to purchase a new picture rail, this is a bit of wood that is about 3 inches wide and long enough to travel all the way around the walls of a room, so you can imagine how long it was.
As I had no car I picked it up on my Honda C70 motorbike thing, to carry the bit of wood home I stuck one end down the side of my boot with the wood then running up the inside of my leg, up my body to my inner shoulder, held there with a belt, and then of course the rest of it sticking up in the air about 20 foot, of course all the men in the builders merchants where coming out and laughing at me, telling me to avoid any low bridges, whereas to me it seemed the most sensible way of getting the wood home in the circumstances available to me.
Another time in the office, I was on the phone to a customer and had to get up from my office chair, to reach a file, when I went to sit down the office chair had rolled away and I ended up on the floor, what sent the women across my desk into fits of laughter though was the way I carried on talking on the phone as if nothing was happening, the customer would have had no idea I was falling backwards and rolling on the floor during mid sentance.