Zip the Lip

Some people live by the sword, I, 12 Step Slogans, zipping the lip in my top ten.

What does it mean?

Shut the fuck up if you know what’s good for you because the minute you engage about anything confrontational, your peace of mind heads south.

images.jpegIt teaches you to pause, picking your fights since most of them are passing piques that in a blink of an eye won’t matter anyway.

So what’s the point?

It comes in handy, even politically when you’d so like to mow down that ignoramus against gun control indifferent to the latest random shooting, while relish from that hotdog clogging his arteries is dripping down his cheeky chin.

What good will it do except raise your blood pressure and ruin any kind of relationship over something, I promise, will soon be history. Not soon enough? Well, patience is a virtue after all, and no that’s not a slogan, though agreeing to disagree certainly is, even if it kills you.

Just now coming back from the park watching a young heavyset girl lifting weights with a trainer unbeknownst to her, texting behind her back knowing, what she needs is cardio, not muscle over her baby fat.

The poor thing, all of 20, sweating like a sumo wrestler when she should have felt the early morning breeze during a fast walk, in her long, tawny hair.

I so wanted to go up to trainer man with biceps like yams and say…hey…you’re getting at least 75 an hour, pay attention to her asshole, but instead, you know what I did?

I zipped my lip, grabbed a cuppa coffee, before heading peacefully home.Β Β  Unknown.jpeg

Sigh

SB

 

About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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17 Responses to Zip the Lip

  1. skinnyuz2b says:

    That’s such good advice and so difficult to follow. To top it off, half the time a confrontation is useless since the other person (and sometimes me) is so set in their opinion that dynamite couldn’t blast them out of it.

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  2. Dale says:

    I’m with you, Susannah B! If we have a conversation and I see things are turning confrontational, I just back away. There are those you can tell, that are not open to said conversation. No exchanges of opinion in a manner that is respectful. So not worth having one’s own frustrations rise.

    As for the girl in the park, for all you know, she had just got back from her brisk walk and this was part two of her workout. Or, maybe she does one day walk, one day weights – so yeah, as tempting as it would have been to go up to that supposed trainer and give him a what’s what would have been strong, zipping was probably the best choice.

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  3. I have learned to gulp a big cup of shut the fuck up. It is that or spending the whole day spooling up to try and correct the uncorrectable. Fun post.

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  4. Eilene Lyon says:

    Good mantra. I need to practice with that one.😁

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  5. I love your slogan to say nothing and say it often. I must remember that and follow it.

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  6. Sorryless says:

    As Kenny Rogers said, you gotta know when to hold ’em and know when to fold ’em. To which I completely agree with you on this matter. Because it seems that we have lots of peeps out there who aren’t so much interested in conversation as they are in soap-boxing their respective rants. And they do not have room in the tent for anyone who disagrees with their opinion. And I don’t have the inclination to brandish my sword in order to duel someone who isn’t willing to consider the opinions of others.

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  7. All things perfect in this world, and, yes, it all disappears in a moment. I wish I had remembered that just yesterday when, losing an important game of Scrabble, my blood pressure heightened. All passing after the game.

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