I think I have been typecast.
Yes, typecast.
As a mean, bitter, old woman … a part I will play in this year’s Christmas production.
For some reason, people see me in this role, like it’s a natural thing for me.
I am a very misunderstood woman.
Let’s get one thing straight … I am not mean. I am not bitter. And, I am definitely not old.
On the contrary, I’m quite nice.
Examples:
When I’m not in a hurry, I let cars pull out in front of me.
When I see people in the grocery store, I only run and hide when I’m donning that just-rolled-out-of-bed look or the person being seen tends to talk too much.
When those annoying vendors in the mall ask me if they can ask me a question or if I have a minute, despite my efforts to not make eye contact, I don’t ignore them, but say, “No, thank you,” and keep walking.
I’m sure there are many more examples of my niceness. Many more. I wouldn’t want to overwhelm you.
I share the same sentiments as one of my favorite movie characters, Ouiser Boudreaux.
Yes, I’m just as pleasant. If I may be so bold, I dare say, MUCH more pleasant.
So, the next time, I’ll take the role of the sweet, quiet, demure, young woman.
You made me laugh. I think I even snorted. Thanks. There is nothing I like better than laughing!
Yes, I dare say that we southern women are all those sweet things… and more. 😉
Bahahaha! One of my favorite movies!
The thing is, sweet, quiet, demure, and young are all the equivalent of "can't say no".
They knew you wouldn't pitch a fit about how you were cast.
Except, maybe, on your blog.
I'm sure you are much more pleasant than Ouiser! Just think how much fun you will have playing the opposite of your natural sweet, nice and pleasant nature.
Thanks for the chuckle and for always making me smile when I read your blog! You're a hoot! 🙂