Miss(ed) Manners

May 23, 2007

Instant Prozac

Filed under: Humor — missedmanners @ 4:50 pm

I was feeling a little emo this morning. Had to put someone on a plane and it sucked. So as I was sitting on the train, riding to work, very late and feeling down I got a pint sized pick me up.

A little baby smiled at me. One of those smiles where the kid sucks his/her lips back in like they’re an old person rearranging their dentures and then they just bust out with a four toothed smile. How can you not smile back?

I’m always surprised that there’s an actual market for Prozac and other depression pills when there’s such beauty in the world. If you suffer from daily sadness, don’t pop a pill, get a set of flash cards with pictures of babies smiling, dogs in clothing or lolcats.

Unless of course you hate kids. If you hate kids, then maybe your flash cards should have something like pictures of World of Warcraft characters or whatever. Sicko.

4 Comments »

  1. I love baby smiles. You’re right. They’re a great pick-me-up.

    Comment by lydia — May 23, 2007 @ 6:29 pm | Reply

  2. Seeing dogs in clothing creeps me out. But baby smiles are great.

    Comment by Charlotte — May 23, 2007 @ 8:59 pm | Reply

  3. great post Dave and you’re very right about pix over pills. As a hands on auntie, there is truly something to be said about a baby’s smile. though i’m typically not fond of OPKs (other people’s kids), having a lil kid smile at me is still a beautiful sight.

    Comment by BluJewel — May 24, 2007 @ 8:29 am | Reply

  4. I hate kids.

    Comment by ThisPerson — May 24, 2007 @ 11:34 am | Reply


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