The Recovering Pessimist

Helping pessimists see the bright side of life without losing their "half empty" roots.

Public Service Announcement: Mind Ya Business

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Recently, I observed a conversation between two men. Whatever they were talking about appeared to be interesting. They were talking with their hands and laughing quite a bit. They kind of made me wish I was a bit closer so I could eavesdrop (I know I’m not the only one that does that).

In the midst of their conversation, the woman behind them decided to insert herself into the conversation.

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I kid you not, Nosey Nadine turned her dirty neck around (yes, her neck was dirty) and started talking. Clearly puzzled, the two men just stared at each other. After a brief pause one of the men informed Nosey Nadine that nobody asked her for her two cents.

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I’m flabbergasted. You insert YOURSELF into MY conversation, then have the audacity to get upset when I tell you to mind your business?? If you have the time to butt into my business, I hope your business is in order. The time and energy you spend being nosey is time and energy you could devote to your own life.

Mind ya business and watch your life prosper.

Public Service Announcement: The Basement Acquaintance


For the last couple of days, I’ve had this clip from The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air stuck in my head:

I have no idea why I’ve been singing that song, however, singing that song made something click. People have these moments all the time. You meet someone that looks and/or acts one way. You invest feelings and time with this person and see a possible relationship/friendship developing.

Cue the okey doke.

What you initially thought about that person starts to blur. Perhaps the physical thing(s) that drew you in was only temporary.  That car may have been a rental or that big booty was a pair of butt pads. Or the behaviors that you thought were so redeeming were indeed a lie. Weekly volunteer work at the homeless shelter was not voluntary. In fact, it was part of their probation.

When the truth is revealed about the basement acquaintance, I’m sure you’ll be pissed. However, you can always watch the clip above and laugh the anger away.

“I’m stuck in a basement, sitting on a tricycle…”




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