Two weeks into my new job, I’ve been running like a chicken with its head cut off.
Over 12 hours of work,3 hours of commute and eye lids as heavy as lead-That’s me for the past 14days.My typical day starts at 5am in the morning and winds up at 12am in the morning next day. That explains all the chicken run I’ve been doing. But I cant ask more for a better start for the new year. I’m self sufficient that way. Though the commute and the work timing is near impossible, I have other things that nullifies the minuses.I’m happy!
However everyone around me never misses an opportunity to crib and yap about how others are doing so well in life and their’s suck.Post recession situation, no hike, no promotion , long travel , no signal in office , no pickle for curd rice in canteen,no tissues in washrooms are popularly discussed topics.And they happily end their discussion finally quoting “The grass is always greener on the other side”. It drives me up the wall when they blame it on the GRASS.Poor thing!
I understand its perfectly humane to crib and complain. Neanderthals as we are, we all have monkey minds.When you go to restaurants, very often the dish what the other person orders will look tastier than what’s on our plate. We are monkey minded that way. But most often , the people who yip-yap like this to me, are those in better roles with fat pay checks commuting in cars, and don’t work for extended hours. Primarily they have all the things I don’t have or yet to have.But what’s with you people, are you so selfishly obsessed in sharing your tantrums that you forget to even think who your talking to.,or how that person may take it.All the things you have and complain about maybe someone’s dreams and hopes of tomorrow.Dont you feel ashamed of the act of putting down someone’s hopes. Maybe your not! That is why u always end ur argument saying “The grass is always greener on the other side”.Shame on you!
I don’t wish to brag, but on my side there was no grass at all 6 months ago., Today, however, I have learned from my impetuous ways of old. Learnt from my own experience. Most importantly, I am not cribbing.
And my message to you is this: Maybe you shouldn’t too.Even if you do do, watch who you crib to….