So in downtown Atlanta today I see all these big white movie trucks. If you live in, or have been to a big city lately, you’ve probably seen them. Food, wardrobe, cameras, etc. They all get trucks parked randomly near the film site. Then there are the trailers. I LOVE that! Who stays in trailers? People whose family tree is likely a wreath, …and the big “stars”
Not the point of this blog, but it’s all perspective people. In one case the trailer is laughable, mocked and thought of as “Man, I hope I never get there”. In the other, though still a trailer, it is now luxury, coveted and thought of as “One day if I’m lucky I’ll get there.”
Sorry, SQUIRREL! When I see these trucks I get that weird, childlike feeling thinking, maybe I’ll see a scene shot or recognize an actor. Maybe the director will run over saying “you’re perfect!” C’mon you never know, there may be a flick that needs a moderately good looking, easily distracted one-armed guy that can tie his shoes, don’t judge.
So I’m walking around trying to nonchalantly be noticed by the guy that NEEDS me in his film, and I start thinking about movies. A lot of stuff in the movies is exaggerated. Good is REALLY good and bad=horrific. It needs to so that we get the point, so we feel something that the movie creator wanted us to feel. Immediately my mind went to an image of a guy standing at a curb as a vehicle drives by making no effort to avoid the huge puddle in the road. Instantly the guy is drenched. Virtually drown set the car would hit the puddle, you’d hear “CUT” and the actor on the curb is submerged in a pool so he is completely soaked (note the pool is likely filled with Dasani, not dirty street water). Obviously a car would not make that drastic of an impact on this man’s clothing or his perfect hair for that matter, but hey it’s a movie. In the final version we watch all this and think nothing of it. We make no connection that it wouldn’t be that bad. We just see that the guy got wet and react accordingly, probably a laugh.
A couple months ago I was in Honduras and it was raining. I was already wet, but witnesses will tell you that Pedro the truck driver made zero attempt to avoid this puddle. Some said they actually saw him swerve towards it in. I was literally drenched, and this was NOT Dasani.
When we see this in a movie, we laugh, punch our friend next to us saying something like “that’s awesome”. When it actually happens TO us, we get angry and want to PUNCH someone else. It’s funny to me that this is the exact situation, but from a different perspective. What if I thought, we could give the GOOD punch in the BAD situation. Just change our perspective.
Sometimes I try to do that when “bad” stuff happens to me. If I can just flatten my life like a movie and watch it, it’s pretty funny. I grasp that feeling and run with it. Often I find the anger wasn’t even warranted, and the ensuing laughter is intoxicatingly contagious. Seriously, look at the two girls in the selfie I took literally seconds after Pedro drenched me in Honduras. Friends, I am not saying this is always the best way to react in a bad situation. I am however suggesting that it is OFTEN a healthy, practical way to improve our lives and the lives of those around us.
Laughed at, or laughed with I like to create laughter. These situations often do just that with the bonus effect of opening eyes to a new perspective. As we head to New Years, how about we skip the resolution to flatten our belly (weknow it aint happening), and this year take some chances and flatten your life now and then. Watch it. And laugh