Society Sucks: Strangers, Sanity & Sorrow
People on a whole treat each other like crap. It's every man for themselves and unless we're trying to sell them something, we don't give a hoot what's going on between their ears. I hate it. I truly hate it and I especially hate it when I don't even get false politeness when I'm being sold something...which happens all too often in the lower mainland of BC.
So here's a nice little life lesson we can all take away: Start giving a damn about people. If you can't muster that up, then at least respect that everyone has feelings. JUST. LIKE. YOU.
I'll give you an example.
When my brother died, I needed to visit every shopping mall I could drive to. I needed to be around noise, people and movement. I didn't buy anything and didn't want to, but I craved distraction.
Here is a snapshot of what my mental state was like in the mall:
I wanted to scream, tear my hair out, cry and fall to the floor. I wanted to shake someone and yell at them for living while my brother lied on a medical examiner's table. I wanted to knock over every display stand I saw and kick anyone who dared question me. I wanted to feel and experience anything other than the pain that was ripping through my heart.
What did all of this look like to you? A non-descript female flipping through a Photoshop magazine in a bookstore.
What I'm trying to say is you have no idea what people are carrying around with them. A smile really does go a long way and even if the other person doesn't reciprocate, it doesn't hurt to try.
And if you can't manage a smile, at least don't be a friggin' jerk.
Labels: brother, death, life, mall, sanity, smile, society, sorrow, strangers

















