Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Smile Rejected -- page 452

P H O T O  O F  T H E  D A Y
SEPTEMBER 13, 2010

A light on your car goes on, you look in the owner's manual.  An electronic goes bad, you look the problem up in the instruction manual.  It seems everything, even toys have manuals, but why doesn't life have an instruction manual.  Crazy!

When there is a problem why can't I just go to page 165 and find the answer.  Sometimes I just wish life was simpler.  Before you insert, you are strong you can make it through it or what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger, please think about what you are saying.  

I get it people, I am strong, I have gone through a lot before the age of 23, but please let me be weak, don't make me be the strong one all the time.  It is not easy being strong all the time -- even if it means hiding tears.


Today, I was sitting in one of my favorite bookstores working away on projects for one of my favorite clients -- trying to get lost in a land of make believe.   I decided it was time for me to quit pretending and head home, when I glanced up at a gray haired, middle class man -- looked pretty typical, nothing interesting that is for sure.  I smiled at him and in return he gave me the stinker eye and shook his head.  

I didn't know that smile would lead to so much hurt inside of me.  As, I was packing up my belongings I hurried up to hide the tears that I had welding up in my eyes.  As, I ran down the escalator, I caught one last look at him, and thought don't let that door hit you in the ass on the way out, or don't trip you, a-hole. 

Not sure where all the anger came from, but for some reason the only smile I gave out that day was to someone who didn't appreciate the thoughtfulness behind a sincere and genuine smile.  

This is where I need an instruction manual.  Smile rejected -- page 452.  


Folks, take the time to return a smile if you mean it or not because you don't know the battle that the person is fighting on the other side.  Take a minute to worry about a friend and not yourself.  Say hi to someone you haven't talked to in awhile, or even surprise 'em with a visit.  Take time for yourself, but take time out for someone else.  


Remember, I can make ugly, pretty!


And no one said that life was easy
No one said that life was fair
But nobody said that love would fail
And every night I cry
I feel like I could die a thousand times
Before the sunrise

Everything by Winslow

1 comment:

HuckleberryBob said...

I wanted to comment without using any clichés but I couldn't think of anything other than clichés that would be helpful. So here goes: "no matter how bad life is, it can always get worse!" Ohh crap! That was a bad cliché to use. I'm sorry. Hmmm, ummm, ohhh here: "you have a purpose in life, even if that purpose is to serve as a warning to others." Ohhh, that was even worse... Geeze I suck at picking clichés - ok, here's one: "Never allow a person to tell you 'NO' who doesn't have the power to say 'YES'." (<--- do not apply to rape scenarios.) WOW I am bad at this.... I'm so embarrassed I'm starting to sweat like two mice humping in a wool sock... Man, and to think I believed I would be on top of this like Tony Montana on a mountain of blow! This is bad... Really bad...

Obviously I was being facetiously jocular in that first paragraph; my point is don't take things so rough. That old guy probably has to cross his legs, hold his nose, and fart in order to clear his mind. (Yes, he has poo for brains. hahaha). If you let people's actions get to you, they will grow on you like a colony of E-Coli on room-temperature Canadian beef. And E-Coli is a nasty thing! Probably not as nasty as that time I had AIDS but still, I hear it's pretty bad.

Remember, people can be jerks, how you let their actions affect you is completely up to you. So being true to myself, I'm going completely off topic and will post a poem I read that reminds me of you!

Poor as a church mouse,
strong as an ox,
cute as a button,
and smart as a fox!

I wish you nothing but the best life has to offer!
-Huckleberry Bob the Scrupulous