Can’t Complain

"what the hell's he complaining about? he's rich!" what does that have to do with it? you can only complain if you're entitled? if you're poor? or ugly? if your life is going so poorly that by all accounts, you have every right to bellow about it - then you can complain? absolutely not. that's unfair. everyone should have the right. who is ruled out? the guy on the hill, with the biggest mansion, and a full head of hair, and the prettiest wife and smartest kids? maybe people constantly try to kidnap his kids. he can't complain about that? he can't complain because the guy with the smaller mansion has it worse? the guy below him has no hair. the guy in the duplex would love the mansion. the homeless guy would love the duplex. the homeless guy with no teeth would love to chew food. the homeless guy with no teeth and no legs would love to walk. the legless, toothless, homeless guy with uncontrollable bowels would love to have a day with clean pants. the legless, toothless, poopy-pantsed bum would love to not be a woman trapped in a man's body. the starving, african, toothless, homeless ...and so on. so, unless you're a toothless, legless, homeless african woman in a man's body with uncontrollable bowels and perhaps aids or another life-threatening disease, you can't comlain? that's absurd. mostly just don't complain to people who have it worse than you. a homeless, diabetic person doesn't want to hear about your coffee being too stale. i worked with a guy once who had no arms or legs. he was relentlessly positive, and all i could think the whole time was, "thank god i don't live with this guy. i could never complain." "god, i'm having the worst day. i have this knot in my back that i can't get to ...oh, right. no legs." i can't imagine anything worse. than not being able to complain.