Pissed Off At: People Who Tell You To Smile
Because this blog isn’t just about political issues: it’s about the things that piss me off. And this is a big one. Because when someone is telling me to smile, I’m generally in one of two states:
1. Not depressed. In which case it’s insulting to have random strangers assume that I must be upset–when I’m really fine–and therefore in need of their expert advice–when I’m really not, even when I am depressed.
2. Depressed. In which case somebody telling me to smile is not going to magically make the unhappiness go away. Especially since said person is generally a stranger, and not someone interested in doing the actual work it would take to really make me happy. Like being my best friend and listening to me bitch about my problems, or giving me a bunch of money.
And that’s the key, isn’t it? When people tell you to smile, it’s not because they genuinely care about your hapiness, it’s because they are put off by your non-smiley appearance. Either because seeing someone without a smile on threatens to disturb the rose-coloured bubble they usually live in, or more likely, because they think you’d be much sexier eye candy for them if you’d only smile a little. And then the message is: “Smile because I tell you to.” Just like working a customer service job, except you’re not even getting paid. Not exactly a recipe for happiness there. More likely a recipe for me wanting to punch you in the face.
What I’m wondering is: do guys get this too? I’ve heard/read a lot of women complaining about this, and saying that noone says it to guys, but maybe guys get it too and just complain about it less. (If that’s the case: before you men congratulate yourselves on how much less whiny you are than women, consider that you’re not also dealing with the other kind of street harassment, the kind that involves offensive comments about your derriere.)