I shall put the naysayers beneath the heel of my shoe, and I've just stepped in poo

I am feeling sassy, so I've changed my font.  I'm more inclined to change my hair, but I'd have to move to do that, and I am fairly confident I've lingered so long I am adhered to the chair.

And so, I've come upon a phrase that I've decided to abhor.  Yes, abhor.  A strong word, stronger than the "dislike," so many are campaigning for on Facebook.  Don't give me a "dislike," give me an "abhor," especially since I am an animal advocate, with many like-minded FB friends, and I "abhor," the posts I see about abused animals, and those who torture animals for fashion.

So, on to the phrase. 

Today was a splendid day.  I interviewed for a job I actually want.  Now, when one needs a job during a time when there is one job for every two-thousand people who need it, the odds of interviewing for a job you want are about equal to finding a pair of Jimmy Choo shoes miss marked at $6.39. 

Like many, I've been practicing other random phrases in preparation of my new career, such as, "would you like fries with that?"  "Paper or plastic?"  I mean no offense to anyone who has such a career.  I bow to you.  You are essential personnel, and I don't think I could do your job.

So, anyhow, back to my splendid day.  I am already thinking about what I will wear to this job.  At what point can I fly my freak flag?  Is one week in too soon for the flowered reading glasses?  Is one month in too soon for wearing Hello Kitty pencils in my up do? 

I have declared my intentions to the Universe.  I felt the positive vibe in this workplace, and I've decided I must have this job.  I was glowing, happy, singing to Tom Petty and feeling like Tom Cruise.  Until......... the phrase.

"Don't get your hopes up."

Uh huh.  Seriously?

Why the hell not? 

What would life be without getting our hopes up?  We buy lottery tickets.  Why?  So we can recycle them the following day?  No, so we can, for a few hours, "get our hopes up."  I buy a ticket, and I'm practically signing on the dotted line for a classic VW Bus.  Of course I'm going to win.  Why not me?

Anyone who says, "don't get your hopes up," to another person should be packaged with fries and sold to cannibals.  Never, ever tell someone not to get their hopes up.  Perhaps hope is all they have.

Poo poo on you naysayers......