Smile

I hate when random strangers tell you to smile.

To them, I want to say "shut up." Or, at the very least, put my acting skills to the test by crying and telling them my dog just died.

Why do some people feel it necessary that we should walk around smiling like idiots all the time?

I once had a job at a grocery store where the manager gave me hell for not smiling while I was taking out the trash. I was in the back room. No one could see me. But, apparently, I still had to keep up the appearance of a happy work place.

I don't know about you, but I prefer my smiles to be genuine, not forced.