My grandfather had a favorite saying that went something like this,”A frown is only a smile upside down.” He never waited for any reason to grin, he simply smiled.
In fact, thinking about it now, I do not ever remember seeing my grandfather frown. I am certain that he did, because all of us do. However, it was not a main portion of his life.
Whenever the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage sends me to the grocery store, I usually notice most people have an upside down smile. Some of them look like they have worked very hard to get it. Me, I walk around grinning.
Occasionally I will need to do something to make somebody smile. It gets under my skin when I see somebody not smiling and I start itching. I know I have to do something to alter that circumstance.
Then I’ll smile at the people smiling back at me who do not have any understanding of why they are smiling. They’re smiling because a smile is contagious and they do not know it.
Recently my wife was anxious about animal trappers near me. She was thinking and thinking and I could see she was trying to solve some type of a problem. She’s a excellent problem solver. I, on the other hand, only know how to make problems.
Her demeanor was fairly down, her face was one of those upside down smiles and I knew she was working on something quite serious. I had two choices. Either, I go along with her upside down smile or I flip things around and get the smile going. The only means to do this isn’t saying anything, just grin.
If I’m good at anything, it’s smiling outrageously at nothing at all. Maybe I inherited this from my grandfather, I am not sure.
The situation demanded that I do something. So, whenever she came into the living room where I was sitting I’d smile outrageously to her.
At that point, I knew I had her.
“Oh,” I said while laughing,”I was just thinking about what one of those grandchildren said the other day.” All I must mention is that the word”grandchildren,” and I got her into my claws.
Her hands dropped off her buttocks, she walked over, sat down looking at me constantly and said,”What about the grandchildren?” As she stated that she was smiling and if I can get her smiling long enough, she’ll forget about what she was frowning about.
So, I went into a long detail of what the grandchildren were doing another week. By the time I was done, she was laughing and said,”Oh, those classmates. Aren’t they the best grandchildren in the world?”
Not only are smiles contagious, but they have a healthy element to it. For the remainder of the day all I had to do was grin when she passed me and she smiled back because I knew she was thinking about these grandchildren.
Personally, I do not spend much time with the upside down smile. I love to get my world straightened up and love it. I do not know how long I have to live, but I certainly want to die smiling. I want people coming to my casket, looking at me and walk away asking themselves,”What is he smiling about?”
On occasion, I enjoy going to a restaurant by myself and have a cup of java. I like to sit in a rear corner somewhere so that I can check out what is happening.
1 thing I noticed is that most waitresses do not smile too much. I understand they have a hard job to do and hardly any people appreciate them. My objective in a restaurant of that nature is to leave the restaurant with everybody smiling. What does it take to get somebody to smile?
1 time I went up to the cash register to pay my bill and noticed that the woman behind the cash register was not smiling. I was thinking she was having a hard day. Then an idea snuck in the corridors of my mind.
“My waitress explained that if I said to you how nice you look today, you would give me a discount.” Looking at her, I was smiling and suddenly she broke into laughter. She told me it was the first time she laughed that day.
Much to my surprise, she did give me a discount on my lunch. I wasn’t expecting that and therefore I was smiling all the way to my car.
If that’s correct, and it is, I would like a doctorate in smileology and as far as I know, nothing could heal laughter-itis.