Yes Man by Danny Wallace

I am the worst. It has been over two months since I last finished a book. I don’t even have a good excuse as to why. I haven’t been that busy. When I was reading consistently, I would tout in my superior, pompous way that anyone can find time to read. Yeah, f*ck that girl. SHE was the worst. I don’t know where my time has gone, but I suppose reading just hasn’t been a priority. Also, I switched to podcasts on the subway, thus taking away much of my previous reading time.

Anyways, I started Yes Man a while ago and until this weekend was only about halfway through. I finally finished it. Do not let my slow reading time suggest that it was a difficult read or a boring read. It was neither.

I knew that there was a movie called Yes Man, but I did not know the premise, I did not know that it was a book, and I did not know that it was a true story. Not until an old friend of mine suggested I give it a read.

The general gist of the story is this: Danny Wallace has turned into a boring homebody who finds excuses to turn down any and every social activity. One day he meets what some may call an enlightened being or what others may call an old Asian man with a beard on a bus. This man tells Danny to “say yes more.” Danny takes this to the extreme. He says yes to everything. He is the “Yes Man.” Of course, this initially gets him into a bit of trouble. For instance, when a jacked guy in a bar asked “Hey bro, you looking at my girlfriend?” (I may be slightly exaggerating the frattiness of the situation, but regardless, he said “Yes.”) Now, in reality, he somehow skated by unscathed, but the situation could have ended far worse. He then vows to say Yes for the remainder of the year, unless the situation would cause danger to himself or if it is a matter of fact question. He isn’t going to blatantly lie.

He says “yes” to everything from accepting every leaflet handed to him on the street to buying the girl he likes a flight from Australia to London to “Another pint?” to far more awkward, dumb, and ridiculous things.

It wasn’t far into the book before I naturally started to look at how and when I say no or yes to things. At first, I was very critical of myself. I should be going out with friends more. I should be dating more. I should be extroverted to the extreme. Then I got a little more realistic. I do say yes. I say yes a lot. I can also enjoy a weekend to myself to read or catch up on TV. Often times that isn’t a result of saying no, I simply don’t have other plans and don’t mind a weekend by myself. Still, I found that there are certainly instances where I could be slightly more outgoing or willing to try new things.

Real quick side note, I just got the most fantastic autocorrect suggestion in the world. Untitled picture

Now that’s a sign if I ever saw one. Time for dessert.

Anyways, I did not change my eating habits because of this book, however, I have tried to be more open to dating. It has already gotten me in a bit of trouble because I just don’t have the time in my schedule or the desire to destroy my liver. I first used Danny Wallace’s philosophy by simply responding to guys on a dating app rather than my previous strategy of ignoring them as soon as we matched. Dating is not my strong suit. Well over Thanksgiving break, this turned into 15+ conversations with 7 plans to get drinks/dinner/something when we returned from the holiday. It all seemed well and good when I was hours away with a week to go before I had to actually follow through with those plans. Upon returning to the city, I quickly regretted my past ambition and seriously wanted to kill past Kathleen for destroying future Kathleen’s desire to be a boring homebody. I’m ranting, but I blame Danny Wallace for this. He ended his story with (spoiler) the engagement to the love of his life. I am not nearly as optimistic, I’m just hoping none of these weird app guys try to murder me.

For anyone needing a little inspiration or a good laugh, I definitely recommend this story!

Cheers!

 

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