"Dee do do do do do do doe do dee da...Here is a little song I wrote. You might want to sing it note for note. Don't worry, be happy. In every life we have some trouble. When you worry you make it double. Don't worry, be happy."
Oh, sorry, I didn't realize you were all there reading over my shoulder. I was just singing Bobby McFerrin's song, Don't Worry, Be Happy.
So, you want to be happy? Well, you've come to the right place. Welcome to my story, How To Be Happy Now.
How happy do you want to be? C'mon, it's just the two of us. Whisper it in my ear; only don't stick your tongue in my ear again this time. That was gross.
Really? You want to be that happy? Wow, that's really happy. You're pretty giddy now. I can't imagine you being any happier. Any happier and you'd be comedic, locked you away in a rubber room happy while wearing a straightjacket and laughing like a hyena happy.
Yet, it doesn't matter. If that is what you really want, then I can give you happiness because I have the magic formula to achieving real happiness in your life.
How to lose weight fast? How to become rich quick? How to be happy now? I've pretty much cornered most of the self-help books and programs on the market haven't I with this story? Now, seriously, what about my name Bostonfictionwriter did you not understand? I write fiction about Boston. Did you seriously believe that I could help you lose weight fast, become rich quick, and be happy now?
Wait; don't leave just yet because, actually, I think that I can help you to be happy now, only maybe not right now, but definitely, later after you've read this story, given me a 5 vote, and allowed it to percolate in your brain for a while. Let's start with a bit of commonsense first. You need to ask yourself several questions.
1. Why now? Why do you want to be happy now? What has happened in your life that you suddenly feel the need for happiness now?
2. Why aren't you happy now? Were you happy before? When were you happy? Were you ever happy? Can you remember a time when you were happy? Hold that thought. Don't let go of that thought. Think of nothing else but the last time you felt real happiness. Allow that thought to overwhelm you. Relive the feeling and acquaint yourself with happiness.
3. So, just how happy do you want to be? Happiness has many shades. There is happy and then there is happy. Let's hope you don't want to be comedic or clown happy because, generally comedians and clowns are sad people who hide behind a happy face. Actually, now that I think about it, writers and artists are a fairly miserable bunch, too, present company excluded.
Speaking of happy, I was first exposed to that ever annoying happy slogan followed by a smile, "Have a nice day," when I was in California in the early '70's. I was pretty happy back then or so I thought. I was working in the Boston branch office of Warner-Elektra-Atlantic Records and flew out to Las Angeles to see the corporate office and maybe meet some celebrities. Actually, I was thinking about transferring from the Boston office to the Las Angeles office, but it was too freaking hot in California and with so much pollution and traffic, everything was always too far away. I decided to stay where I was and I was "happy" with my decision.
Only, my imagined happiness was made apparent when practically everyone was wishing me to "Have a nice day". Even that guy in LA central who tried to mug me wished me to have a nice day after I beat him within an inch of his life with my Kabuton. Read my story, How to Protect and Defend Yourself if you don't know what a Kabuton is. Only, remember to give me a 5 vote after you've read it. Go ahead. Take your time. I'll wait here for you to return.
"Dee do do do do do do doe do dee da...Here is a little song I wrote. You might want to sing it note for note. Don't worry, be happy."
Back already? That was fast.
I don't know, but maybe because I'm from the northeastern part of the country and much like New Yorkers and those people from New Jersey, we Proper Bostonians aren't real happy people. We're more realists and it's difficult to be happy when you are, as Randy Jackson of American Idol fame would say, "Keeping things real, baby, keeping thing real."
Matter of fact, the four things that still piss me off today are happy politicians (it makes me suspicious why they are so happy), Happy or Smiley Faces, Hare Krishna people, and someone telling me to "Have a nice day."
"Have a nice day."
"I beg your pardon?"
"Have a nice day."
"Have a nice day? How dare you say that to me? Who the Hell are you to tell me how to live my life. Beat it! Scram! Get lost! Get outta here! Hey, wait up! Did you just put that smiley face on my car bumper? Get that fucking thing off my car and get out my life."
"Sorry, okay, I removed my happy face sticker from your car mister. Have a nice day."