If you’re reading this you’ve obviously been here before. Seldom does this website get random visitors so I know most of my audience. You’re aware of my temperament. You know that I like to rant and I fly off the handle with ease. This blog (in its various incarnations) has been a venue for my frustration for the last… 7 years? Lately, I’ve noticed a change that makes it harder for me to deliver my normal shtick. I’ve become “The Happy Guy.”
You’ve seen that guy in the morning. It’s early, the sun isn’t over the horizon, and this guy is wide awake and ready to go. He’s walking at a brisk pace and is probably smiling about something. Why in the world would anyone have something to smile about so early in the morning? He hums and whistles little tunes to himself and talks to almost everyone he sees. He is quick with the “good mornings” followed by smile. His smile, unlike yours, isn’t forced this early in the morning. He does it because he is “The Happy Guy.” His voice is booming – he is trying to wake you up. He says things like “isn’t everybody here a giant ray of sunshine”. You want to stab him in the neck – stupid “Happy Guy.” He thanks all of the servers as they load his plate with breakfast. He doesn’t like breakfast but he’s a “Happy Guy” and he is excited to face the day ahead so it doesn’t bother him. You hate breakfast – you want to have coffee and cigarettes and go back to bed – this “Happy Guy” is really getting on your nerves. All day long you see him smiling, joking, and laughing with anyone and everyone. Sure, this “Happy Guy” swears every which way to Sunday and he has his gripes but as soon as they are out of the way he is back to being happy. You want to stew on your unhappiness and hold it close – he lets it go as fast as it’s out of his mouth. You envy “The Happy Guy” but you know that you could never be like that…
How in the world did I make this transformation? I have a fantastic fiance waiting for me at home, I’m going to get married later this summer, and I have a new job and a new future on the horizon. I’m also tired of being sad and angry. It’s so much easier to smile the day away – much to the chagrin of everyone else. Frankly, I’m glad to be the happy guy. I’m glad I made it out of my rut. Sadly, it leaves me with much less to write about. I’m sure I’ll think of something.
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