When this used to happen to me, I used to get pissed…now I just laugh it off. More often than I’d like, I’ll walk into an elevator or pass someone on the street, smile, offer some sort of daily salutation and before I know it, I’m wondering if I should check for a pulse because the person I just said hello to appears as good as dead. Listen, I’m not looking for a tap dance and glitter to pop out of their butts, I’m just trying to be friendly. We live in a really messed up world where a lot of people are suffering and going through hard times. What’s the harm in spreading a little love? Ok, don’t smile back, fine. But maybe you can not look at me like I just tried tweak your nipples. I feel like back in the day, people were so much more cordial with one another. Much less people were walking around with a grimace on their face looking all sorts of miserable. Walk into a store or restaurant in Italy and “buongirono!” is the first thing you hear. Simple acts of kindness help everyone and add that positive spin to the day we all need. Even when you’re at a low point and a stranger smiles at you, it brings back a sense of hope and compassion to your world.
Now, where we live currently is so different than the condo building we used lived in. We legitimately thought most of the residents were aliens…that or they just hated us. Talk about absolutely zero social skills or any level of friendliness whatsoever. It became a joke how awfully awkward the people in the building were. Even the door people were baffled by the lack of eye contact and hellos. People ignored them just as much as they did me, so we would have a pretty good laugh about it. During the time I lived there, I would be on the elevator every Monday just before 6am. To be leaving for work at that time sucks, I get it, but it’s life. Every morning, the same guy was on the elevator and every morning I would kindly say “good morning” to him. It’s an odd feeling for me to not acknowledge someone’s presence so I feel inclined to say hello or else I feel very rude. Also, sometimes as a woman, I like for people to know I see them, I know what they look like, etc. Well, instead of even a hint of a smile so I knew he wasn’t going to steal my skin, he would stare up at the floor numbers and blatantly ignore me. Not only is that rude, but it’s actually a bit creepy. You’re a dude, I’m a lady, we’re alone on the elevator, let’s not make this uncomfortable. A nod of the head would suffice. Well, one day I apparently had had enough and when for the millionth time he didn’t responded, I looked at him and said “I said good morning”. He proceeded to screamed at me, “good morning!!! good morning!!! good morning!!!! Is that good?”. Oh my god, it was great! He was alive! And for crying out loud, he showed some enthusiasm. I said, “Yes! Thank you” and smiled. Finally.
Here’s the deal, we can all walk around being pissed off, spreading the scary vibes all over the place if we wanted to. However, I believe we have a choice to be happy and a choice to not be happy. If I wanted to walk around depressed all day because of some of the things happening in my life, I could totally do that. But how would that be fair to my friends, family and students? How would it be fair to me? It wouldn’t. I’d be like that butthole on the elevator creeping everyone out and killing the good vibes. Lame. So with that being said, here’s a quote I found on a British Pinterest board to get your day going strong!
Have an awesome day, TSPeeps! Make that choice.
Love it. Live it. Share it.