Never tell a lie, that’s what I always say. I don’t say this to my friends because they abandoned me long in ago in favour of friends who are champion liars. This “Never tell a lie” motto really keeps the circle of people around you quite small. People get all kinds of upset when you tell them the truth about their hair, husband or habitual hangovers.
I try to lie, I really do, but when someone asks you how you like the place mats they made out of squirrel fur and pipe cleaners, I mean, it’s really hard to choke out any sort of positive response. What do you say? Wow. You did a really good job piecing that road kill together. I can barely see the tread marks under your whip stitching. And you even managed to save one of the eyes. And it’s winking! That’s genius!
Other people are great at it. They can blurt out a loving and supportive response to just about any train wreck of a situation or hairdo. They’ll proclaim there’s nothing wrong with a little bit of chin hair and it actually adds a certain flair to their face and they’ll say it with such warmth the lady with the witch chin will soften around the eyes and relax about the hedgehog growing out of her lower face.
But is that really what’s best for little miss chinny, chin, chin? No. Probably not. Probably what’s best for her is to let her know that a chin full of hair is distracting, alarming and easily dealt with thanks to electrolysis, a good pair of tweezers or a home waxing kit. Done and done. It seems harsh in the short term, but it’s better for that person in the long run. Chances are if she asked your opinion it’s something she’s already bothered or worried about.
No one wants to hear the long term reply though. I know I don’t. I don’t want to hear that you hate something I do, or think I could do things way better. I want to hear that you adore me and everything about me and want to be like me and dress up like me for Halloween. That is what I want.
But it isn’t helpful.
There are little white lies that really are good. And I’m fine with those. I can little white lie with the best of them. But when it counts, I tend to tell the truth. Because as the old saying goes, the truth hurts but not as much as seeing your chin hairs glistening in a family photo.
So it’s with a little bit of excitement, a bit of fear and a lot of anticipation that I’m going to ask you to tell me the truth today. I believe the word I’m now looking for is “eep”.
The whole point of my blog really is to help people do stuff. Entertain them and give them useful information at the same time. When I started this site I didn’t really realize how much I loved teaching people. I also didn’t realize how much I’d love it. It combines every single thing I loved about television like writing, entertaining and making videos without all the stuff I hated. Like the 3 hour commute every day and having to tone down my language, ideas or opinions.
Since I started this website 5 years ago it’s gone from my blog to kind of … our blog. I mean, I’m doing it for you and most surprisingly with you. The Art of Doing Stuff has one of the most engaged readerships out there. I’m not sure why or how that happened but it did. So I feel a responsibility to you and genuinely want to help you.
So you need to help me. Eep.
And you need to tell the truth. Eep.
In order to make my site better for you I have a survey I’d like you to fill out. Don’t worry. It’s short and it’s easy. No math questions at ALL.
Added Bonus! Everyone who takes the survey will be added into a draw for an Art of Doing Stuff tea towel. There will be 5 lucky winners.
Now if you’ll excuse me I have some waxing to do.
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