Monday, September 17, 2007

Fine

People or friends will occasionally greet me with a "What's wrong?? You look upset..." and usually nothing is wrong. That's just my regular face. I really can't help it if my eye-brows and forehead signal a message of constant worry, those are just my features. I won't smile just to smile. A smile is what happens before you start laughing at somebody.

"Nothing's wrong, I'm fine, really" I'm forced to say, defensively.
"Woah, someone is grumpy...." or "someone didn't have their morning coffee...."
"I'm NOT grumpy!" I say, although at this point, I am.
But it's true. If I'm not ok, you will hear about it. I'm a talkative worrier. There will be no silence when I'm rocked out of equilibrium. Or if I'm hungry.

I'm not alone in having a deceptive face. Quite often I hear boyfriends ask girlfriends "Are you mad at me?" But then again, they probably are. Oh, and one time a friend of mine in college feigned illness, hoping she would get an extension on her term paper - "Yeah, you look awful, go home and rest" the professor responded. Why this tactlessness? Respect people, respect.

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