The Happiest Dude

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for comfort and consolation and support. But when things are really bad someone who remains blissfully happy through it all sticks out like a sore thumb. They are suddenly viewed as an elitist snob. How dare they be happy when everyone else is miserable!</p><p id="46ae">It was like Harry was broken. He was ignorantly unaware that society demands negative reactions to negative things. Being deliriously happy was not culturally appropriate when disasters happen or when panic ensues or when sadness erupts or when everyone is gripped by fear. It certainly was not appropriate at funerals.</p><p id="62f6">A couple of times Harry’s current friends held interventions on him in order to get him to see the error of his ways. But those interventions did not work. Harry simply could not help but be blissfully happy at all times.</p><p id="9143">Eventually, someone called the men in white coats. A crowd gathered as Harry was led out of his home in a straight jacket to a waiting ambulance. Everyone was chagrined to see that he was still smiling and laughing. He was

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still happy.</p><p id="4e5e">In the ambulance on the drive to the insane asylum one of the men in white coats pulled out a syringe filled with tranquilizer and injected it into Harry’s arm.</p><p id="36e8">Slowly, Harry’s happiness began to subside.</p><p id="62fa"><i>Copyright by <a href="https://readmedium.com/white-feather-archive-index-c95167f7dbaf"><b>White Feather</b></a>. All Rights Reserved. Thanks for reading.</i></p><p id="d753"><i>The hilarious must-read story of another weirdo…</i></p><div id="6b3b" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-taco-kart-deb1aef4ac2b"> <div> <div> <h2>The Taco Kart</h2> <div><h3>A friend’s revolutionary business idea</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*ykUwFJ4ZLx5cEaw9ONYpHA.png)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

Who just did not fit in

Harry was an extremely happy dude. Curiously, he did not have many long-term friends. He was never in short supply of friends but they never stayed for long. While they were initially attracted to Harry by is non-stop happiness, it was that very happiness that eventually drove them away.

For most people Harry’s happiness was just too much to take. No matter how dire or depressing or futile or frightening or apocalyptic circumstances got Harry remained in a state of happiness and joy. It simply was not natural.

It eventually got annoying.

Misery loves company.

When things are really bad people come together for comfort and consolation and support. But when things are really bad someone who remains blissfully happy through it all sticks out like a sore thumb. They are suddenly viewed as an elitist snob. How dare they be happy when everyone else is miserable!

It was like Harry was broken. He was ignorantly unaware that society demands negative reactions to negative things. Being deliriously happy was not culturally appropriate when disasters happen or when panic ensues or when sadness erupts or when everyone is gripped by fear. It certainly was not appropriate at funerals.

A couple of times Harry’s current friends held interventions on him in order to get him to see the error of his ways. But those interventions did not work. Harry simply could not help but be blissfully happy at all times.

Eventually, someone called the men in white coats. A crowd gathered as Harry was led out of his home in a straight jacket to a waiting ambulance. Everyone was chagrined to see that he was still smiling and laughing. He was still happy.

In the ambulance on the drive to the insane asylum one of the men in white coats pulled out a syringe filled with tranquilizer and injected it into Harry’s arm.

Slowly, Harry’s happiness began to subside.

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