I have found it to be a problem, both at work and at home.

At work, they know that I always have my mini-mag and a leatherman on me at all times. Since I'm a scouter, they act like I'm the second coming of McGyver. One of my responsibilities here is the safety officer. When trying to organize a first aid class, I actually had a co-worker (or cow-orker as Dogbert calls them) say that they didn't need first aid training. If there was ever an emergency, she would just stay with me since I know how to handle them.

At home, my DW has a similar attitude, even after living with 2 scouts and a scouter. I have just decided to make whatever preperations that I need and deal with the nagging later.