Each time I walk into 7-Eleven store with this guy who likes to address people, he greets this woman at the counter -“You good?”
She replies “No” making a victimized face.
The first time I saw her doing that I felt bad for her. May be she was sad that day. It was a rainy day.
The next time I saw her counting cash, upon asking, she responded- “No” with a lamentable expression. May be she was again, unhappy. But it was a sunny that day.
The next time, billing the bread loaf, she replied in negative again. I kept
wondering at her perennial problem. The same day minimum wage rate was being
revised to be 32.5$ per hour.
And the next time and several next times, and every day, every
evening, every weekend her answer remained “No, No, No”. Her this “No” became so
incessant that it transmogrified into a presumable “OK”.
Next day, she had a bandaged forehead. Her unaltered reply
didn’t surprise me.
Next time while billing the muffins, she looked to have
recovered, her forehead shining bright. And this guy as addicted as he is to greet, enquired "you good". And this time, I bet it would be a non-infelicitous remark.
She politely turns her chin up from the monitor and replies “No!!”, slapping us back harder.
This woman… she was so f**ing determined to stay unhappy
that she could break her head but never for a change try to be happy, or at
least try to sound happy.
I lost my count after that.
I lost my count after that.
Clearly.......Happiness, for some- is an outcome; for others- it’s a
choice.
The unhappiest people in this world, are those who care the most about what other people think.
ReplyDelete~ C. JoyBell C.
No one should ever ask themselves that: why am I unhappy? The question carries within it the virus that will destroy everything. If we ask that question, it means we want to find out what makes us happy. If what makes us happy is different from what we have now, then we must either change once and for all or stay as we are, feeling even more unhappy.
~ Paulo Coelho, The Zahir