I hope my dear, you will always bear upon your mind that you are born to die and we know not how soon death may overtake us, it will be little consequence if we are rightly prepared for the event.
– Anna Harrison, Letter to her son William, May 8, 1819, William O. Foss, First Ladies Quotations Book
We are born, live and die. We are on this earth but for a short time and how much of that time do I waste on things unnecessary? I listen to people complain a lot about things that don’t mount to a hill of beans. They complain that they weren’t treated right or an employee didn’t speak to them nice enough or at all. They complain that the service they received was not good enough. They complain if we serve them too quickly and if we serve them too slowly. They complain because they can and because I and my coworkers are on the other end of the phone and it is easier to be mean to someone you don’t know when you aren’t looking them square in the eye.
Don’t they know life is short? Don’t they know that when they die what they complained about will be forgotten? Are they aware or even care that all the time they took to complain about this or that is time wasted in the face of eternity? I’m not against standing up for what needs to be fixed. But it is the frequent petty complaints people have about nothing that is sad.
I spoke to a woman this morning that uses one of our services and she had nothing good to say about it, only bad. So many petty complaints that went on for 10 minutes. Everything she complained about were things that just happened, nothing that could have been prevented or can be fixed. Sometimes life just doesn’t go the way we want it and it sucks. But does that give us the right to complain about it?
Why do we waste our precious short time on earth complaining? It just isn’t the 5 or 10 minutes on the phone you spend with someone like me voicing your grievances. It is the hours before and after being aggravated, frustrated, mad, angry, cursing, complaining about nothing.
We are born to die. If we can get that through our thick skulls then maybe we will learn to be grateful for our lives, especially for the aggravating things of our lives. For it is those things that keep our lives from becoming boring and commonplace.