happy talk

My mum recently read ‘in my Best’ (why is it that older people always refer to the magazines they buy as ‘my magazine', my nan does it about 'my woman's own', which, for bizarrely she has actually started referring to as 'my book', but that's a different story) that an easy way to have a more positive, upbeat outlook is to smile and say hello to strangers (can you see where this is going?).
So, game old thing that she is, Mum decides to try this out on her walk to work.
She said the first person who she tried it on was an middle aged lady who ‘looked at me like I was a lunatic’ (and your point is?). The second recipient of Mum’s morning greeting was a navvy type geezer who asked ‘sorry, do I know you, love’ before going off on his merry way.
Best of all though was number three, a ‘sweet looking old granny’ according to Mum. Her response to my mother’s 'good morning'?
A good, old fashioned, no nonsense ‘Fxck off!’.
Mum said it made her really chuckle and she did indeed arrive at work feeling much chirpier than when she left the house.
Good old Best!