You ask someone, ‘How are you?’ and its a 40 minute conversation on each detail of all the bad crap going on in their life. Directly or indirectly, it doesnt matter, but if they know of “a friend of a friend of a friend twice divorced once related to the birth mother of Ron who use to live down the street whose mother was the crazy lady who ate nuts and she married her cousin, but they werent sure of all that cuz thats how things rolled back then.. well, his 2nd wife… she’s on a puree food diet.. is that horrible?”
I’m serious. Its been happening. Everywhere.
So, whats a girl to do? Well, I would like to smack the crap out of these people and tell them I dont give a Sh*t, that I really want to know how they are.. but then I figure I got enough of my sh*t in my head to deal with… so…
I just smile and do a little jig.. and try to shake the ugly away from me.
C’mon people, lighten up a bit, we all have sh*t and know people with sh*t, but seriously man.. you gotta lighten up and try to smile and enjoy SOME of the day. And if you dont.. you will see me walking away, smiling, doing a little jig. And yes, My Ass Does Look Good In These Jeans.
3 comments:
Melancholy has a proper place, but that place is not upon one's shoulder. I put up a post just for you. Also, we're waiting for a pic of those jeans. . .
OK so i want to see this jig...but i also want to smile and bring some joy to your life! I think i may need a night on the beach tonight!
Try working at a hospital. It took me a long time to stop asking patients "how are you?" They are in the hospital, afterall. What was I expecting for an answer??
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