(Los Angeles, CA) Giggling has long been a symptom of the happy expressing joy, or the flustered masking nervousness. Both seem to apply to a woman who takes pleasure, and sometimes even pride, in her ability to laugh at herself, and the world.
Living alone, movies and books often provide reliable company for the woman. The film, “Word Wars,” sparked not only an interest in word games, but an out-loud gigglefest (twice) when three-time National Champion Joe Edley demonstrates his secret to winning Scrabble championships: tai chi. Indulgence in “Nights in Rodanthe” also served as fodder for giggling as the woman eagerly awaited each Richard Gere appearance, and every overdramatic turn.
Free Kindle “novels” have also provided much amusement, as the “Top 100 Free” list speaks to ranking in terms of sales, rather than with high marks or in quality. And the demographic seems skewed female as romance novels often top the list. One particular work, “Love, Unexpectedly,” serves as a prime example of bad dialogue turned laughable.
Nav knew Kat well after two years. As well as she let anyone know her, and in every way but the one he wanted most: as her lover.
(Ed. Note: “Lover” must be read as “lovvahhh”) Even Christian authors get in the romance game with chaste hand-holding scenes and couples praying on the beach.
Inappropriateness in the workplace also triggers the woman’s giggles.
“I was with close friends talking about office culture, and we started to talk about work attire,” shared the woman, mouth already curling into a smile. “Another woman shared that in her former workplace, a girl would come dressed to work in tights.”
“‘The tights were her pants?,’ I asked,” continued the woman.
“I lost it.”
Other examples from work seem insignificant upon recollection, but the woman swore they were hilarious at the time: trainings where “defensible PowerPoint” was spoken instead of “defensible measure,” and “STDs” was shared instead of “SDTs” (Standard Diagnostic Tests).
As giggling can sometimes be the inappropriate response, the woman is oftentimes called to make split-second decisions as to hold her laughter, or indulge in the humor of the moment.
“I was at a party celebrating good news with tea and cake,” recalled the woman. “The cake, a delicious red-velvet cake with cream cheese frosting, was already served when the teapot was sent around the table. But then, in slow-motion, someone poured tea from the teapot and simultaneously pushed the pot into the cream cheese frosting!”
“I let out a quiet ‘Oh!’ and within the second, considered whether to stop the person pouring and help clean the teapot, or giggle.”
“I giggled… and then helped clean the frosting off.”
The woman also giggled… a lot… when a friend shared a news story about a former student, embroiled in controversy over a racist video about cell phone usage, receiving death threats.
“Death threats are no laughing matter,” said the woman, trying to sound convinced. “But it was really funny at the time.”
The woman however, has acknowledged that too much giggling is not good either. Seeming immature or unintelligent, giggling is perhaps the greatest weapon in an imaginary arsenal should the woman ever turn spy.
“I’ll disarm them with my charm,” the woman confided. “Or giggle a lot, and then they’ll think I’m not that smart and then I’ll outsmart them.”
And to that fanciful, over-reaching assessment of her ability, the woman giggled.