Now I may be telling my age a bit through this but who cares (after all we are forever young as long as we believe we are). I notstalgically reminisenc about days when cassette players were umbiqitous and side pony tales were a serious hair craze. My sister and I would anxiously strew about Strawberries (you know... the media store that sold CD's and all that jazz) looking for the latest R&B boy band or something of that nature. When we'd puchase the tape that day and head home, unwrap the newly purhased item with delecate precision as we sat in our parents bedroom of a cramped little apartment. There we'd this tape into the only cassette player we owned in our little humble abode. We'd listen to side A, filled with track after track of lovable tunes until it was completed. Only then did we succomb to the inevitable flip to side b: The other side of the tape.
Majority of the tiem, side b contained a number of remixes of side a. Most of the songs were unfavorable after first listen. But since the cassette tape was purchase with our precious allowance, it seemed almost useless to not listen to those incepid songs. And so over and over agian we'd listen to side b until one day Side B was not so bad.
I equate side B to people all the time. Like tapes people have two side. The one that the majority may liek and the other side that majority dislikes. This problem is in reality (and I speak for myself) we tend to hear side B before we hear side A. We see the remixed version of people. The one that is made to appease all. This personality is airy, bubbly, bright and over the top. And no matter how great the intention is, Side B can be misinterpreted as the fake, or bitchy version of you.
So maybe it may be just me but I feel it to be totally unecissary to be over the top- rambunctious and overzelous with perfect strangers. If you really think about the ramifications of revealing your true self to someone you barely know, you'd be beside yourself with chock. I myself am more of a sit-back-and-watch-what-you-do-before-I-open-up type of person. However majority of society misinterpret's this silence as being a bitch.
First and firstmost, let it be known for all that no one can be trusted. I for one will not engage in conversation with someone I deem to be fake, phony or untrustworthy. Why bother? I've been there and done that and I'm sure many of you have also. In life, meeting new people is like buying a new cassette tape. The package is exceptioally pretty and beautiful, but before we even get the chance to hear Side A, we're forced to fall in love with side B which unfortuantely has become the norm. But what about the people who don't fall prey to this stigma? What about those who like myself are quiet and observant, only to be labled an unsavoray 5 letter word for being their authentic self?
If their was is one this I've carried with me in my lifetime, it is that we all must take a moment to step back, observe and then proceded with action. My side B may be unpopular but it has yeilded me great insight and better friendships.
Enjoy
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