I’ve decided to take a vacation from worry this week, have decided that the best thing I can do for myself is to take people at face value.
And I can’t say for sure, but danged if I don’t feel better already. I don’t know. Maybe it’s my bland, cow-like expression. Maybe it’s my mad and impromptu bus-stop dancing skillz , or perhaps it’s more in line with willful ignorance, but I just can’t get over how popular my new attitude has made me.
Why, just Monday someone yelled, “Hey, lady! Help a guy out?” and I thought, oh, how nice. That young man can clearly see that I’m a charitable person. Probably something in the rakish tilt of my cap.
And so I did what any discerning woman in my position would do: I gave him a coupon for 50 cents off three cans of tomato sauce. Fifty cents! Why, if he plays his cards right on double coupon day he can parlay this little encounter into six cans of tomato sauce!
He thanked me profusely – at least I think he thanked me profusely. These kids and their street slang! When “bad” is “good” and “sick” is “great”, who can keep up? If this the-word-means-the-opposite-of-what-you-think-it-does phraseology holds up, well, let’s just say he considers me a kind and generous woman!
It was the same situation at the bus stop this morning. “Hey, lady? You got any change?”
Do you believe it? What a thoughtful young man! I assured him that I did, indeed, have change, and climbed onto the bus. How sweet of him though. We waved at each other as the bus pulled away. Well, I waved. His was more of a gesture, but still, it’s the fact that he made the effort that made me smile.
Yep. I’m quite enjoying my new attitude, and I think I’m going to like this little vacation.
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