Fake It Til You Make It

This old gal…

Entertains herself daily…with inner dialogue…sometimes it’s shocking…where the head chatting starts…and where it ends…

Started with Harry Potter…this old gal thinking she needs to get going on it…then ponders as to why she feels guilty reading during the day…like daytime is for chores…not reading…

This morphed into how teenage me had no problem coming home from the morning shift waitressing…plopping on the bed…reading the day away…engrossed in those oh so realistic Harlequin Romances…

Next thought detour…ended up at that teenage job of mine…loved waitressing…til one day a bus boy felt the need to share…what the other waitresses…grown adults…moms with kids…were saying in the break room…

They don’t like you…he said…they think you’re fake…fake nice…and that’s where this thought journey ended…

Fake nice…pfffff…what did those women know…this old gal raised three daughters…worked with thousands of kids…

There’s no way…no way on Earth…that any 16 year old…at 6 am in the morning…could be fake anything…there’s just…no…way…
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And teenage me…would have agreed…