When I was in my twenties and thirties (just the other day, then) seldom would a week go past in which an older man, usually a stranger, would look at me and say: "Cheer up. It might never happen."
From time to time, I would ponder this particular turn of phrase and wonder whether I had an unusually glum expression compared to the rest of the population. Not being a sports follower and being located in rugby-mad New Zealand, I would also wonder whether this was some cryptic reference to an upcoming All Blacks match. (It wasn't.)
I may have been bewildered by this at the time but now I know such expressions are a sexist, patronising and demeaning way of attempting to make women more pleasing on the male eye. Who would have thought? Certainly not me when I was overthinking this sentiment and wondering what it was about me that attracted such observations with alarming regularity.
So, thanks to those random middle-aged men for making me think this was about me when it was about their chauvinistic attitudes, their penchant to control women, all along. It's so obvious now when women have spoken out about it in droves but at the time it was just another trivial annoyance dished out to females by men old enough to know better. In those days we were supposed to just put up with being objectified.
There are a variety of ways men can express disapproval about the fact that you are not smiling. "Cheer up. It might never happen" is just one of them. "You've got such a pretty face. Why don't you smile?", "You'd look much prettier if you smiled", "You need to learn how to smile" and "Smile, Sweetheart" are others.