Saturday, September 25, 2010
Being Nice Is Hard Work
I survived another week among the long-knives. A full week of penance where I recited a thousand times "how's the family" and a hundred "have a good weekend's". I find it a lot of work and it's time consuming when someone actually takes it seriously and replies with more than the one word answer I'm expecting.
Another challenge is that I have an expressive face; especially when it comes to disgust. Botox is expensive and it only gives you Pelosi-Face for a couple of months. I'm thinking about taking a dopaminergic blocking drug like Reglan. This way I can walk around all day with a mask-face typical of an eighty year old Parkinson's patient.
I also need to expand my repertoire of concern quips. I've thought up some new ones:
Do you think it's time to bring the plants in for the winter?
What did you do this weekend?
How about those Dolphins?
Everyday I go to my Higher-Power, my Source, the one and only Fred Rogers.