I was recounting the days encounters with I suppose a bit of mischief in my eyes, when I saw my mother eyeing me. She always does this, tilts her head and narrows in on me & then points her pudgy accusing finger at me. It’s a habit of mine to look down and smile, she always misinterprets this though. The smiling on my account can be capable of making any one question my actions though. I’ve never been good at it, smiling. Such a simply task, yet I feel that my lips don’t move in the right upwards direction to give me that ‘right’ smile look. I always try to compensate with one of my tight-lipped smiles instead, but that never works out correctly.
I had one of my managers come up to me the other day. He made this gesture with his hands as if he was trying give me something, when there was nothing in his hands. Of course, my slow mind took a minute to process what he was trying to do and I slowly, reluctantly offered my hands to receive this mysterious nothing. He stooped down low, so he could come to eye level with me and then whispered “a smile doesn’t cost a thing, try smiling sweetie”, into my ear. In return, I gave an awkward tight-lipped smile and then ran off to help a customer.
Why am I so awkward?
The huge amount of pressure on young girls to let their boyfriends get away with everything and not to stand up for themselves, lest they stop being a ‘chill girlfriend’ and instead become a horrible, controlling harpy is such bullshit.
Stop teaching young girls that demanding to be treated with respect and courtesy makes them shrill, over-emotional, or unworthy of listening to.