Work Harder

Sometimes you have to work harder.

Some people have to work harder at losing weight. Doesn’t matter why, could be compulsive overeating or a glandular thing, whatever. But some folks have to work harder than the rest of us to drop those extra pounds.

Some people have to work harder at getting a job. Some people have to work harder to make friends. Some have to work harder not to pick their noses in public.

I have to work harder than most people at not losing my temper. It’s challenging for me to keep a lid on things. There is so much ineptitude and rudeness in our world. Keeping my cool is especially difficult when I challenge all of my readers to send me a list of their everyday gripes and only one reader – ONE – actually sent me a gripe.

And do you know what that ONE person’s gripe was?!

“aaawww... do I have to write them down!? All of 'em? ...waahhh”

Good for you, Joan Palmeri. Well done. Well played. You jokingly wrote down a gripe. But at least you wrote something down and sent it in. Good for you. You get to wear a tiara for 15 whole minutes.

As for the rest of you “readers and not doers” -- I didn’t realize you were all so perfectly content. You must have perfect lives and careers and relationships. I didn’t know you were all so heaped with heartfelt, genuine gratitude that you have no minor complaints about your lives at all! Good for you! You’re practically fucking Buddhas.

I am punching you in the face with sarcasm right now, people, but only because I can’t actually reach you through your screen and slap you.

ONE GRIPE, folks. ONE. You can facebook me – I’m Sandra O’Day on facebook or you can email me at PowerOfSandra@aol.com

Unless of course you don’t know how to write. But that’s a developing nation problem. So you probably know how to write. I bet you know how to, “txt 2 ur frieeennnds LOL!!!!! OMFG ROTFL!”

Impressive.

Get on it, people. I will come after you.