My Shout: What's with all the complaining?
It’s come to my attention of late, that people, and I do mean a rather large majority of them, never seem satisfied with what they have. I really do hate to generalize, but it’s simply the way it seems to me.
Nothing ever seems good enough for most people.
They want things, they get them, and it's still not right. It's still not enough.
Over the last few weeks I’ve noticed so many people complaining that things haven’t gone the way they expected them to, and I’ve got to say that enough is enough. Sometimes things are simply going to happen the way they happen, and people have to learn to be okay with that. The problem is, a lot of people just can’t.
I started paying attention to this concept quite a bit recently, and I’ve got to say it fascinates me. I really don’t understand this insatiable need for wanting things to always be better than what they are.
It all started with the Osama bin Laden killing. For nearly a decade, people have wanted him gone. Well, eliminated to be more precise, and they finally got their wish. Even that, though, isn’t good enough. People are now complaining that it wasn’t done the right way. They haven’t seen any pictures. It should have been more severe.
For goodness sakes, he’s gone, isn’t he? That’s what we all wanted, wasn’t it? Why can’t that simply be enough.
A few days ago, a friend of mine went on and on complaining about his job. It doesn’t pay enough. He works with some people he doesn’t like. The hours aren’t what he though they’d be.
Come on! At least he’s got a job, right? The economic climate in America at the moment is one in which people can’t always find work. Can’t he, and others like him, simply find satisfaction in a regular paycheck?
A friend of mine hates her car. It runs beautifully. The gas mileage is fantastic. She just doesn’t like it because someone else that she knows has a better one.
Enough with the whole keeping up with the Joneses line of thinking! Cars are luxury items. Just having one should be enough. Sure, I’d like an Acura, but my 4-runner is doing just fine, thank you very much.
People complain because their homes aren’t what they thought their dream homes would be. They complain because they honestly thought they’d look like a super model, but they don’t. They seem to complain about anything and everything, and I’m tired of listening to it.
Take my dog, Rufus, for example. My little Australian Cattle Hound wants nothing more in life than some food and a nice little scratch behind the ears every now and then. Give him those things, and he’s complacent and completely satisfied.
Come to think of it, maybe we could all learn a thing or two from him, and others like him.