Wednesday, October 14, 2009

My Stupid Face

So there I was...

I've heard that your facial expressions say more than words. Not sure what that means for anyone else, but for me it has meant a lifetime of serious self misrepresentation...I guess. I have been steaming over this topic for quite sometime now and I think it has finally boiled enough for me to articulate what I mean.

The other day I had to interview with my writing professor. The memo due was a concoction of complexities and legal jargon that was so difficult to put together we had to have personal interviews. Anyway, I went to mine and after a rather annoying time of trying to find the room it was in, I was sitting in front of my professor with this pleading look on my face. I didn't have to say anything, the facial cues were enough. We delved in and I came back out a more enlightened person. While delving, it seems my facial cues changed to reflect a more personal issue as once we surfaced her attention was immediately focused to my bachelorhood. What? Where did this come from? I don't know this woman at all and I know I didn't have my "lost my number, can I have yours" shirt on, how did she know? This is where my face deceives me. She proceeded to tell me that I was too old to be LDS and not married. "Thanks for rubbing it in" I said. Look lady, help me with my paper not my social life...I have for that. My stupid face. It betrays me. So I had to talk to her all about my dating life. It took all of about 3 seconds as there isn't currently much to tell.

Then my face did it again. Apparently there is a facial cue for "I am really picky when it comes to girls" 'cause that is what she came up with next. Grr. How does she do that!? My stupid face. Next came her strange, but well meaning, offer to set me up on dates. She was surprised when I accepted the offer. Why shouldn't I? My stupid face will just tell you I am lying if I say no. Here's the kicker though. The first person she wanted to set me up with was a 24 year old divorcee with 2 kids and the oldest is special needs...WTF? Really? It's not like I am picky, number one, in law school, number two, and don't even know you...and you want to set me up with a charity case? Sure, she is probably a great girl, and yes, if she were a pop starlett there would be no issue...but come on. It was the face again. My stupid face.

I bet it said something like "I love baggage".

Yeah, I wonder what that would look like.

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