Stories from my Past: Having something unusual makes people laugh

Often all you have to do to make people laugh is have something unusual or different, and you can make people laugh. I bought a lunchbox once that was made for kids because it was insulated and cheap. Often people would laugh at the surprise of an adult having a fun lunchbox. Making people’s day sometimes doesn’t even require an effort, it just requires the courage to be different.

Having something different or unusual is better than just making people laugh. It shows that you aren’t afraid to be different, and projects confidence in who you are. When I was growing up I asked for a briefcase for my books, so I carried a briefcase to school during high school. I thought it was easier than a backpack, and let me be more organized. I loved it. My classmates though it was fun as well. They used to joke about my carrying all kind of contraband inside, and it provided a ton of laughter for everyone. It also was something that was fun to use. It was something that helped me express my uniqueness and it provided a contrast when I would have surprising and silly objects inside.

Unusual things also provide another benefit. They provide an easy conversation piece, and provide a unique perspective on your personality. I once shared an elevator with a woman who had very unique jewelry and I asked if was ethnic and it was. It showed that she traveled, had great taste, and was confident in being different. Clothes do not make the man, but they provide a sense of the interior person. It is a calling card to be different, as long as you are accessible and not scary as well. For example, I didn’t grow up around Goth people so when I first encountered one I was intrigued. It was something unique that I could appreciate.

It is funny isn’t it? People don’t want to stand out, but they don’t want to be anonymous either. People can’t really decide what they want, but we always think that happiness is in having something we don’t have/aren’t are. I have learned that only by accepting who I am, have I really been happy.

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