Happyzine 2015 = exciting times ahead

Ok, so here I am sitting in a Golden Bay Laundromat.  I’ve got four loads on and it feels good.  A wonderful machine is taking care of everything.  It’s like having four parents tidying my room.  My fabbo flat-mate’s gone strolling with my son so its just me-sweet-free-relieved to have a moment for myself-me (and you in a delightfully theoretical kind of way).  So I’m out on the town.  Cutt’n loose.  Lettíng my hair down (doing four loads of washing).  And I’ve been look’n to find me an adventure.  Yep.  A bit-of-fun.  I eye-balled the old man fixing the seats outside, even tried to interest him in a friendly conversation about his job, but he wasn’t interested.  Unfriendly old people always baffle me.  Aren’t they all up for a chat, like my Grandma was?  Don’t they have more time then I do? Don’t they come from a period when life just seemed slower and they actually did have more time?  Just goes to show, you can’t box any one in to well worn cliches.
So I had more luck with the teenage girl in the video store next door.  She was in the throws of assisting a rosy-faced little boy to retrieve eight large red jaffas from a lolly jar.  It was serious work.  They were both taut with concentration and respect for the lollies.  This reminded me of  how important lollies once were to me after a hard-ass (‘ass’ this is a term that many young people tend to attach to all manner of words, so I thought I’d try it) day at school.
Note to young people reading this blog: the cool thing about being a grown up is – you get to eat them when ever you want to.  How ever, other issues such as dental care do eventually crop up, and then there’s the social stigma of turning up to your local shop every day with a hot one dollar coin in your sweaty hand and asking for eight more lollies.  While grown-ups can legally do this, there is some social pressure not to.
Anyway, back to the teenage girl … I took a shine to her.  She seemed friendly and alive with feeling and expressive and comfortable with herself.  I’m glad she hasn’t been afflicted with the cool-veneer – you know where they hardly say a word and appear intimidatingly aloof and uninterested in you? No, this girl was right there in the moment with me.  She even told me a two interesting stories – one about how to remove DVDs from players when they’ve gotten stuck (she advised me to be rough with the machine), and the other about her mother’s enormous washing machine (long story).  I was grateful for the entertainment.
So now here we are, back in the Laundromat, listening to four loads of washing in various stages of their cycle. It’s a symphony of cleaning.  What’s our interesting reminder of the day?  Be ready to be surprised by anybody: not all youth are too cool to talk to you and not all old people are keen to idle their hours away telling you about their wood-work projects.
Today’s rating: 8/10
PS so far my quest to entice 100,000 people to subscribe to my weekly good news ezine is going well.  Five hundred and forty people down, ninety nine thousand, nine hundred and sixty to go.

365 Days of Fun and Chillaxation (as I raise my gorgeous son and grow my good news website to a subscription base of 100,000 people).  The Low Down on this Blog.

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