Alright. Enough of my babbling. The short of this whole smile business:
The single, most impactful, most significant thing you can do to make
you a better person is to smile. Smile to be pretty, smile to be smart,
smile to get girls and smile for your heart.
Alright, so enough with my antics already. Let's get down to business.
I think you've already figured out what I'm trying to say, "Smile." The
defiant among you might respond with a flippant, "Why should I?"
I could just say it makes me feel good if you
smile, but we all know that Copernicus was wrong, that each of our
respective universes really does center upon ourselves. So what I think
really isn't much of a motivator for you. Instead, let me ask you a few
questions. We can all sing-along the answer.
Do you want to be more photogenic? Smile.
Do you want to get a new job? Smile.
Do you want to better success in your dating life? Smile.
Do you want to be healthier? Smile.
I have this particular friend. He was always willing to appreciate the
beauty around us in all shapes and sizes, if you know what I mean
(nudge, nudge, wink, wink).
He had a rare and peculiar wisdom.
One might even call it obscure at times. But on one particular day when
his wisdom was more obvious, a woman passed him by. The woman was
gorgeous by our American standards. Lovely eyes... blond hair styled
oh-so-right... with those well-proportioned... hands! (What did
you think I was going to say?!) But she had this scowl on her face that
could crack open a bank vault. This wise man turned to another friend
of mine and said, "Beauty is skin deep; Attitude is to the bone."
Personally, I think he was quoting a song.
I'm not a bad person. Really. Well, ok, I might have a few moments of
evil chuckling at the sight of a cat being chased by a cute little rottweiler, but that's only because I know the cat won't get caught.
Probably.
But I want to be better. I want to be one of those
people who everybody is happy to see. I want to be one of those people
who light up the room when they walk in, one of those people who looks
happy even in those strangely lit surprise pictures. You know the ones
I mean, those pictures taken when you were busy minding your own
business picking the nuts out of a brownie, pretending you understand
what auntie Jane is blabbing on about when you mother suddenly yells
your name causing you to look around only to be blinded by the flash of
her camera as she memorializes that precious moment for all eternity.
And
I think I've found the secret. It's almost too slight a thing to
believe it could be so key. In fact, it almost feels like one of those
dream ideas that seems so great while you're asleep... but no, this one
is real. I've tried it, tested it, proved it. It's surprising
sometimes, but it works.
Just smile.