Devotees of Theodore Geisel, aka Dr. Seuss, become emboldened at this time of year. You will recognize them by their "Grinch-like" demeanor, actions, and attitudes. I call them the Grinch Interns, for they work very hard at studying all aspects of Grinch-like behavior. In fact, I'll bet they can recite How The Grinch Stole Christmas chapter, verse and word-for-word. It wouldn't surprise me if these people were found to be working on sequels to the book.
They come out of their homes like trolls who have lived under their bridges for so long that they have forgotten simple human courtesies. They drive their cars through parking lots as if it were a NASCAR track, they surge in front of others at a checkout line, if a group of people are waiting to be helped by a store clerk they step up to be waited on even if others were there before them. They scowl at those who get near a display they are pawing through. It is as if they take an oath to never smile during the Holly Daze. I think that the same doctor who injected cement into the buttocks of the Florida woman injects cement into the faces of the Grinch Interns, for if they actually smiled, their faces would surely crack and chip off.
Have you ever noticed that Grinch Interns can convert check-out clerks to Grinchy-ness quicker than scat? I cannot blame checkout clerks who become dour sourpusses when they have to deal with the grumpy public hour after hour, day after day. My next Master's thesis will be based on research-derived data concerning the percentage of grumpy-looking people who will smile at someone who is smiling at them.
Here is a challenge for Ancora Imparo readers - and me: Smile big during this Holly Daze season. It will either scare people, make them think we have gas (like babies), or think we are on something fun!
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