You must not know 'bout me, though I think Beyonce (and the Ghetto Tooth Fairy) might.

I don't usually blog out of frustration, but it's been brought to my attention that my kindness or love of a jolly good time might be misconstrued for fragility or lack of a backbone.

Don't get it twisted.

In behalf of the Ghetto Tooth Fairy and all the misunderstood out there, please get a life and stop with the egocentrism. Furthermore, what you seem to find so endearing about my sugary nature might actually be my cynicism snickering behind my sweet smile.

It's not that I'm not upfront with what's on my mind or that I'm unreasonable to great extents. I do believe that when entering social contracts with one another, certain obligations ought to be met. Am I the Social Contract Police? No, that's silly (and so is the Ghetto Tooth Fairy!). But do be courteous and do your very best to meet your obligations to one another. And what if you fail to meet these obligations? Well there is nothing wrong with being upfront and honest with the circumstances of the occasion.

I think that eloquence in language and communication as a whole is often misinterpreted as beautiful, flowery, floaty language that functions to sugar coat the matter at hand. On the contrary, the kind of language described is anything but eloquent. Rather, it is deceitful and offensive to the listener or recipient of the message as it assumes a lesser cognitive ability of the recipient. Eloquence in communication is conveyed when the message is delivered in a concise manner, all the while capturing a tone that is subtle yet worthy of empathy as to engage the recipient completely with the moment of that message.

Spewing out thoughts about how we ought to communicate to each other (just sayin'),
Shopgirl.