Poker Faces

I don't have one. Never did. Probably never will. In the words of young George Washington, "I can never tell a lie." My conscience haunts me. On the other hand, it haunts me even when I tell the truth - mostly because the truth usually gets me into trouble..... so why bother, right? My uncle recently told me that in order to succeed in business, I had better learn to lie. Really? It saddens me to think that is the truth.

Experience tells me though that he is correct. Speaking the truth often holds me back. Things I deserve/d, things I require/d, things I earn/ed - most never come my way easily, if at all. I have to fight tooth and nail for every single scrap, every little inch. Every day is a struggle. I can see though, how lying might make my way a little smoother, a little easier.

It comes so easily to many people. I've watched them lie. I know they lie because they've let me in on some of their schemes - let me in on the knowledge - in on the lies. But apparently, their lessons were unsuccessful. I can't think of the lies quick enough. And before I know it the truth comes tumbling out. My words give it away. My face gives it away. My eyes cannot lie.

Needless to say, I don't play poker.