There’s lots of things one might aspire to be in life – but one thing not many people put on that list is: SILLY. Which is…a….damn…. Shame (yes. With a capital S).
There’s a certain demanded seriousness to life that’s always kind of rubbed me the wrong way. Sure. I can be focused, and all business and professional when it is called for. Sure. I can be toned down and serious and solemn when need be. But my natural modus operandi is silly. I’m a rebel that way.
There’s one thing I’ve always learned – no one is going to take you seriously if you take yourself too serious. You lose the feeling of being a ‘real‘ person when all you show is a carefully poised exterior.
So I’ll always be the one to carve into inappropriate topics at work and make my colleagues laugh (and…
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The Reluctant Poet 