posted on Jun, 21 2013 @ 01:34 PM
I think, no matter which trouser equipment one happens to come into the world with, that it is not smiling itself which causes the problems. It is
smiling when there is nothing to smile about that causes the problems. Occasionally, I will be stood outside the premises at which I work, smoking a
cigarette, and drinking a cup of tea. Generally speaking I am fairly happy normally speaking, cheery in manner and so on. A regular customer, or local
resident will walk by, and tell me to "cheer up" or my personal favourite, "smile mate, you only live once!".
Despite my internal state being one of relative peace, my face may not register this fact, because a smile serves no actual purpose but to
communicate to other people, that one is feeling good about something, or is ammused by something. Now, this may seem strange to some people, but I do
not see the need to subconciously inform every single person who looks my way, what my inner most thoughts are, nor display my positivity outwardly on
a constant basis.
Sure, if it starts to rain while I am out there I will begin to have a small smile to myself, because I know that a) I love the rain, and b) most
everyone else on the street at the time hates the stuff, making it all the more enjoyable (pretty bastardly of me I know, but we all have our faults).
And sure, if I happen to have had a positive sexual encounter in the last forty eight hours, maybe I might have the ghost of a grin grace my mug.
But when I am just standing there, relaxing, taking a break, I am not in the habit of grinning like a loon. For a start, thats the sort of behavior
that gets you measured for a new jacket, and put on the fast track to new, rubberised accommodation. And another issue with it is, that it is totally
false to stand there with a smile you arent feeling, stretching your face all over your skull.
Therefore, my personal preference, is to a) refuse to communicate with other people using any but the LEAST subtle means, like my words, my overt
actions, b) smile only when my heart is in it, and c) continue to give not one single fig what is thought about that by people whose opinions of me
couldnt be less important, i.e. people with whom I have no extensive relationship, and people who might consider judging me on the basis of a couple
of milliseconds long glance in my direction, who might well be morons, if they are tempted to make such judgements as they may, on such scant