For some reason, I keep thinking about the Bowling for Soup
song “I’m Gay”. The song goes a bit
like this. (Emphasis added)
Well we’ve all heard about
How the guys in the band
Weren’t the most popular kids in school
And now you hate your
parents
‘cause the way you
turned out
But in the end the
blame’s on you
And we all sympathize
with your torn-apart heart
And you really
artistic worldly views
It sells records when
you’re sad these days
It’s super cool to be
mad these days
And that covers the vast gist of why I keep thinking about
the song. I deal with far too many
people who are perfectly willing to gripe about their world and how their life
sucks and how some person slighted them.
But in the end, a person turns out the way they did because of what they did. It wasn’t someone else who made you an idiot
or lazy. It was you. You are the problem in your life, so quit
blaming others for all the havoc going on in your life. Quit hanging out with idiots, and you will
quit having a crappy life.
If your friends are losers and you don’t want to be a loser
anymore, dump your friends. Don’t hang
out with drug addicts and expect to stay sober.
Don’t hang out with fat people and expect to stay skinny. Don’t hang out with poor people and expect to
have money.
I wish I could say it was more complicated than that, but it’s
really not. Not a damn bit more
complicated.
And that is the worst part about my job. I don’t have anyone to reach for or aim
at. I’ve got to drive myself, because
there is no one currently employed with us that is better than I am at what I
do. I’m at the point of “no competition”. And I need competition. I never thought I was a competitive person,
but I guess I’m wrong. Eh well. I guess I’m just not competitive in things
that I don’t care about. Which is
logical.
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