For Real?

After reading our novel Amsterdam, I can't help but question the sincerity of those around me. Vernon, who obviously remains a horrible friend to Clive, remains secretive toward his unfriendly ways in the eyes of his peers. How can we truly know people are sincere? Can one believe everything the other says? The truth is, we are all guilty. Everyone has there moments when disguising your true feelings is necessary in the situation.  I find this alot while working on the weekends. A customer will browse in and take there sweet old time. Occassionally, they will ask a question and argue for a better price on dog food. When I first started working there I ended up waiting on some nasty customers. The worst ones I have come to find either won't make eye contact or have their cell phones glued to their face.  However, being the loyal employee (who doesn't want to lose her job), I must smile politely and act as though they aren't being the most annoying person in the world. As I said, we are ALL guilty. However, I can't help but question where to draw the line. How can someone recognize a real smile from a fake one? One can never know what exactly goes through the mind of others. Although this can be frustrating, in a way it is a blessing. I would love to say people always tell the truth, but that would be me not telling the truth. Sometimes, it is just better to be fooled by a lie then face the ugly truth.