Quote of the Day:
“Sometimes I lie awake at night and I ask, “why me?” Then a voice answers, “nothing personal, your name just happened to come up.” Charlie Brown
Last week TB had a bad day. First I dunked my Iphone in a cup of water sending it into a protracted death spiral. Then I got stuck in a traffic jam on the eleventh of a twelve hour drive. Then my preferred credit card got rejected for a hotel reservation. I had another bad day yesterday. Not only did I find out I would have to pay full price to replace my phone, I also suffered near debilitating flu-like symptoms. Then today I heard about a friend who returned to work from serving his spouse with divorce papers to learn the DUI charge he was confident would be dismissed was instead going to trial next week and he was suddenly being advised to just plead guilty and get it behind him. At first I thought to myself, “now that’s a crummy day. I should be thankful my bad days were so benign relative to his.” Then I thought, “Screw that! Just because my days weren’t as bad as all that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t be able to wallow in a bit of self pity.” Then I thought, “I should write about this.”
Society tells us we should minimize our misfortunes. Ever get in a fender bender? You were just thankful no one was hurt, right? If you have the flu you have to be mindful that many are suffering much more serious health problems. If you make waffles and only then realize you are out of syrup you have to think of the starving children in Africa who would love to have such a problem.
But I’ve decided to no longer conform on this point of order. A bad day sucks and that’s all there is to it. After all, when you have a good day society doesn’t encourage you to say “yeah, this hundred dollar bonus was great, but there are people on Wall Street who got 2.8 gazillion.” Or “I sure enjoyed my trip to Charleston but let’s not forget there are people out there who went to the Swiss Alps.” Or “pizza for dinner was awesome but you have to think of the children in Italy who are having it with gelato for dessert.” You just walk around all day with a big cheesy grin, reveling in the moment. I think a bad day should be no different, well, other than the complete opposite. A bad day stinks no matter how many people are having a worse one and we ought to be able to gripe and glower through it in peace.