Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Message In A Button



Yooooo! Happy Sunday!
So I was at a store awhile ago and they had all of these pin on buttons that said different things...Mom's Rock (I got one for my sister), a bunch of other ones, and then I saw this button that said "Being nice to people is a really good idea". I thought hey, that is a good idea! I could totally pin this on my bag and wouldn't that be a great message to spread to other people, maybe they would read it and try to be nicer. I wasn't thinking like Barbie nice where your face hurts from smiling and you give everything away to anybody because they ask for it ( like both of your kidneys for example, which would be waaaay nice, but potentially life threatening and excessive). I was thinking consideration...tolerance for other people's human-ness... and possible bad days, etc...So I pinned my bag and felt like Ms. America walking around spreading my message of "Nice-ness".
Well, one morning I was walking down Church Street and this big lumbering guy who had this big scruffy yellow/gray beard and an eye patch was talking and yelling out loud. I couldn't really decipher what he was saying, so as I pass by him he starts yelling louder "Hey mmdfds sdmfdf, kind of sounds like what he said, then he says it again. So I speed-pass by him (we are only a few feet from the bank, which was where I was headed) he's mumbling shouting more and I walk/hop the last foot and make a bee line into the bank (did I mention he had a crutch also?) SO, I am finished at the bank and am heading for the door, when I practically ram into THE GUY FROM THE STREET!!!!!
........erggggggg..... suddenly I realize what the guy had been shouting... he had been asking me to hold the g-darn door for him!!!! I was so weirded out that I panicked and blew right by the guy with the crutch AND the eye patch, didn't hold the door, all the while sporting a "being nice to people is a really good idea!" button, I think I must have turned 5 bazillion shades of red....
So...that is when I realized that the button on my bag was not a message for other folks, but a reminder for me....kind of like my very own version of a yogic Emily Post(but less up-tight). Blast! I chucked my lip-gloss,tiara, and crest super white smile sportin' Miss. America vision of bettering the world and decided it was better to better myself!

the end
no offense to Miss America or those aspiring or tiaras or super bright smiles or Emily Post