“Don’t get too excited”. Who are these people who say that? What are their stories? Discover them right now in the new shooowwwww…
Sorry, got caught up in the moment. God I would have made a great anchor. But that’s not the point.
Why shouldn’t I get too excited? And if people say something like that, or exactly that, it means I have the perfect right to be « too excited ». Because « don’t get too excited » is like « no offense but »; the first words telling you the exact opposite of what they mean or are used to.
Don’t get too excited but I ordered two margaritas from that great Italian place around the corner.
Yes I know, my favorite pizza is a margarita pizza, how boring huh? Or should we say “classic and that you never get tired of”; like me? Oh, you want to stick to boring? Ok cool cool. Hope you choke to death with your pear-gorgonzola-balsamic pizza.
And why shouldn’t we be too excited about things? I love being too excited. My heart races, I make plans, I tell myself great stories, my hopes are sky high and I need to tell how I feel out loud to my friends to make sure I’m actually too excited. Are my friends way too patient? Maybe. Well okay, definitely. But it helps me know if I’m truly happy about the situation or not. Because if I am, I will defend it like crazy.
For instance if it regards a job offer, I’ll let my friends know and tell them everything about the job, knowing they are going to ask a thousand questions (to help me) (and because they could rule the world by asking questions I never even thought of like insurance, bonus and other adult stuffs I don’t really care about). And if they find a weak spot, or if one of the answers don’t match their expectations (yes, for a job I’ve been offered), they’ll try to show me it’s not perfect. And it could be very true. But if I find it perfect for me, I’ll do everything in my power to prove them this actually is the job of my dream (even if it’s not) (rarely is to be honest) (but it’s a thing of the past now that I’m full free lance). And it could escalate very, very quickly.
— So they offer that wedge, I can work remotely, everything is in English and they have great potential.
— Cool cool, it sounds nice. Do you have a bonus?
— I don’t know. But she paid for coffee!
— What about Holidays?
— Well I’ll work remotely but I’ll still have the French laws with me, so five weeks a year.
— And the expenses? Will you have an account for your personal expenses?
— I don’t know, I’m a minimalist person. I don’t need much to be happy, you know that.
— You have to ask, I’m sure they’ll offer some kind of perks but…
— SHUT UP, I WANT THE JOB!
— …
« Don’t get too excited ».
How can’t you be excited? I spent my whole life excited. Excited to write, to talk, to meet people, to read, to go out for some drinks, to go for a swim, to get out of bed, to get in bed with someone. Excited to go travel, to come back home, to see my friends, to surprise my niece, to hug my parents.
I’m also that kind of person who can be excited for things that don’t seem too exciting for others. That’s how I am, I see the glass half full. Or completely full. Too full sometimes, with water all over the table. But that’s how I am, and to be honest, I like it. So yes, sometimes, I feel truly happy when someone gives me a free mango, or if the waiter comes and refills my cup of coffee even though I didn’t ask for it. A spontaneous drink with friends? Super excited. Found I had the Devil Wears Prada on my laptop on a rainy night when the network isn’t working? Uber excited (I mean, who wouldn’t?). Three Cosmopolitans for two at the beach bar? Overexcited. And a bit drunk now.
But I understand why people tell you not to get too excited, of course I do. They don’t want you to be disappointed. Not to be disappointed if the deal doesn’t come through, if the weather is not good enough to do the activity, if the flight is canceled, if you’re sick, if they don’t come back, if the borders close down.
But what if, by trying not to be too excited, we will stop being too excited… ever? Isn’t getting too excited the sweetest taste? When you are still full of questions you can’t wait to answer, but in the meantime, you love not knowing. Because it belongs to you, it’s in your head and nobody can take it away from you.
I wonder how white the sand is over there… We will dance till the sun rises and walk on the beach…I bet this is the most perfect pasta dish I’ll ever have…The kids I’ll teach will be the highlight of my stay… I’ll come back to France, not tell anyone and surprise them… I’m sure his lips taste sweet.
Isn’t taking the risk of being disappointed worth the possibility of not getting too excited, ever?
And I don’t know about you, but I’ll always be willing to get too excited even though it means risking being disappointed at one point. And I’m saying that the very same day I finally got my three new outfits for my stay in Zanzibar AND got tested positive to Coronavirus AND am in the obligation of starting a quarantine.
But who cares, I look super hot in my new dresses.
Hey, I see you coming over there; don’t get too excited.
