ebbing and flowing

Today a girl came into my store and asked how much our shoes were. When I replied that it depends on the style and how well it's done (sales-wise), she reacted as if the heavens had been revealed to her.

"Wait, what?? You guys make more than just one shoe? Like... It's not just one Vans shoe?!"

I was worried she might pee all over the floor. I hate cleaning up after people pee in my place of work. (I've had it happen twice.)

I'm not going to lie, at the time I was dumbfounded that somebody really thought a company could last for fifty years, and soar above the competition at that, off of a single style of shoe. In retrospect, I'm glad that people can get so euphoric over such little things.

Despite my continual Facebook rampages about every little thing that I hate about people, there are a mass amount of things that make me happy. And despite my catch phrase of "I hate humanity" with variants such as "everything", "everyone" or "anything that breathes", I like to think of myself as a very understanding person. Not so much compassionate towards humans, it takes quite a situation to make me feel sympathetic, but understanding is definitely a strong point of mine. I get that things make us upset. I don't care if you got a paper cut, your dog killed itself, your house burned down or you broke a nail -- if you're upset, you're upset. If the sad encounters from your life were to happen in mine, I can't guarantee they would make me upset. Different lives, different personalities, different morals, point of views, priorities... I could go on forever. Emotions are the constant.  I am not the type of person to tell you that you can't tell a man you love him because you've only known him a few weeks, I will never tell you that what you're upset about is stupid and small or pointless, and I will never tell you that you're a pussy because you're freaked out your girlfriend was almost raped, even though she is totally fine with the situation. This is true with any emotion (I feel sadness is the most criticized, second maybe to love, thus it is 'exhibit a' in this... blog.)

I will tell you though, that life sucks every now and then, and to suck it up. Do everything you can to aid the situation, and let the rest work itself over. The bad times don't last forever. Sometimes it feels like it, and issues can drone on for months; years, even. You always have the choice to fade into the sorrow, or to hold your ground with a smile on your face. Always. Regardless of the situation. Life is 10% what happens to you, and 90% how you react to it.


PS: There is nothing wrong with crying. It feels nice to sob your life to a friend through a phone and let that energy be released.


"I just wanted a make-up bag and a notebook!"