Ugly is a Choice (most of the time)

I laughed tonight when I read this comment on yesterday’s blog: “I must be the only ugly person you know.” I have no idea who wrote that but I have a feeling they were smiling when they typed it. And whoever they are, they just gave me the ammunition for another blog.

Whether they were smiling or not, I suppose I do tend to show you pictures of beautiful people. But remember my blog rule (most of the time) is I choose to only show you the shiny side. I never intended to talk about ugly people. But just so you are not confused I do know some ugly ones. In fact I know many ugly people. And I’m sure I could come up with some articles on my ugly friends.

People don’t talk about ugly like they used to do. I remember when I was a kid older men would come up to me and say such things as “How did you get so ugly, boy?” Or “How ya doing ugly?” I never took it personally because they said the same thing to all my friends. You baby boomers who grew up when I did know what I’m talking about it. “Boy you sure are ugly” was no different than “How ya doin?” Maybe it was a southern thing.

But since I've been an adult I don’t think I have ever walked up to a young person and introduced myself and asked them how they got so ugly so young. And now that I think about, it’s been years since I’ve heard anyone say that. But they sure used to.

But as I got older, I began to realize that ugly really doesn’t have much to do with who you are but rather how you act. I can tell you there have been plenty of times I have been plenty ugly. I have said things I should not have said more times that I can mention. I have acted like a horse’s batooty when it would have been just as easy to be nice. Ugly to the bone. Maybe it’s because I’ve grown up or maybe because I see things differently now, but it takes much more to get me ugly now. But I can still get ugly.

And I sure do notice ugly people. I see them when they honk the horn and give the finger to a motorist who cuts them off. I hear them when they cuss a ticket agent because their plane is delayed. I read about them when they abuse their wife or child. I watch them on television when they are arrested for selling drugs to our kids. I see them when they are arrogant in their position in life. Yep I do know plenty of ugly people.

But ugly is a choice (most of the time).

And I choose to write about the shiny side.