So, I'd like to discuss a little something, something that realllllllllllllly frustrates me. And that is the phenomenon of "helpful advice" from complete strangers. People, if I wanted your comments I would ASK for it. My story goes a little something like this.
This eveningI ran over to the local Wal-mart (don't ask, don't judge, I've fallen to the dark side) child free for a quick pick up of some necessary supplies. As I wandered the aisles in quiet bliss my mind was going in many directions. Generally when I shop (even with kids) my face is blank, my mind is wandering, thinking about this or that, or just taking in all the buyable stuff in front of me. And occassionally I will stop and remind myself to lift my lips, try a smile, 'cause you know, I might look scarey. You see, I was born with what could be called a Davis mouth. I get it from my mother. My lips are down turned. I do NOT have a smiley face. I don't look soft and sweet. In fact, I have been told MANY times that people at first percieve me as a Bitch, or mean, or scarey or intense or whatever. I mean, good hell, I could be thinking about fluffy bunnies and babies and my face STILL looks like I'm mad. But when people get to know me, they realize, I'm a ball of laughs. But, I digress.
So, I'm at the Wal-mart, finished my shopping, walk out to the parking lot and I'm getting into my car, when I hear someone yell "SMILE." There was no one around, and yet I KNEW it was directed at me. I saw the back of a guy as he was taking his cart to the cart drop off. I had not seen this guy in the store, hadn't seen his face, but apparently he'd seen me and felt it was his place to tell me to smile. As I was backing out he walked by my window and gave me a big cheesey smile. People, I am telling you this here and now; NOTHING pisses me off more or makes me feel worse than when strangers, or ward members or strangers tell me to smile. I have heard this my entire freaking life..."smile, it can't be that bad." "Smile". UGH! I am generally totally happy, nothing on my mind when someone says this to me, but when this gets thrown my way, it just torks me and makes me want to flip someone off. Sorry people, I"m SO SORRY that I have ugly face. Wish it wasn't so, but it is. So, can you just get over it and perhaps be friends?
Until then, just know, I'm fine. Just fine and no need to tell me to smile.
Unwanted advice and frowns,
P.S. Don't you just love my pics? I found my serious faced friend on google image. And see....I DO smile and look nice sometimes.
I'm a wife to one, mother of three, sister to five, friend to many, singer, performer and teacher. I love my family. I love to tell the stories of the day to day with a lot of humor and a healthy dose of snark. Life can be hard, we may as well laugh at it.