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Smile....... even if you dont even feel like it

Ever been told that,  im sure you have because we as the slaves to the new world order aren’t allowed to express how we feel.
Woke up in the morning and the rain was pounding away, trudged through the mud and spent two hours in public transport traffic. Got to the office and the first piece of mail I receive is a note from the bank stating that my house will be foreclosed on. Got reamed by my supervisor for being late and he wouldn’t listen to my reasons. Keep smiling old boy, we must not drop the office mood.
Some clients bring complaints about a product and the people in charge of it are being defensive and thus I am stuck between an angry client and unreasonable colleagues. Smile and wave old boy just smile and let it melt away.
Afternoon drags on, i see what’s out the window. A green well manicured lawn. The feeling in the office is causing a headache and a tight knot in my belly,  how do I face my family tonight.  It wasn’t any fault of theirs that I couldn’t plan for a bad financial year but now they will be forced to pay for it. The journey back home is uneventful but the walk to my front door feels like I’m dragging my feet through tar. As my gate, or what is soon to be the banks gate, comes into view my feet get heavier.
As I open the gate the kids hear me and come running. My 12 year old son and 9 year old daughter just come running and jump on me.
Just smile old boy…….even if you don’t feel like it

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