Walking down Northumberland Street in Newcastle last night after work, I was accosted on three seperate occasions by three different people all after money for Save The Kids or something.
Whilst that is irksome in itself, what really got me was that one of the women said "Come one, It will cheer you up."
I was perfectly bloody happy; I'd had a great day and was going home to eat steak, drink ale and wait for my gf to come home.
But later that evening, when I told her what had happened, she said "Yeah...But you do look ******* miserable."
I think it may be because I don't naturally smile; when my face is relaxed, my mouth is either straight or slightly downturned.
So...Do you look miserable? Do people assume you're a dirty old Ebeneezer?
*n
Whilst that is irksome in itself, what really got me was that one of the women said "Come one, It will cheer you up."
I was perfectly bloody happy; I'd had a great day and was going home to eat steak, drink ale and wait for my gf to come home.
But later that evening, when I told her what had happened, she said "Yeah...But you do look ******* miserable."
I think it may be because I don't naturally smile; when my face is relaxed, my mouth is either straight or slightly downturned.
So...Do you look miserable? Do people assume you're a dirty old Ebeneezer?
*n