Some people are just not happy unless they are complaining. Bitch, bitch bitch. I sometimes wonder why this is. As we get older we become this way- could it be accrued cynicism? Dissatisfaction with the younger generation? A nagging sense that we can't do much to change people? Or is it that we are unhappy with ourselves? I recognize the Grouchy Bastard in me. It has been passed down from generation to generation. I am not sure if there is a way to reverse the process, but by God, I am gonna find out.
The first step to becoming a really Grouchy Bastard is to extend yourself grace and understanding for all your faults and to hold everyone else to a higher standard.
The second step is to stop listening and learning. This way you are always right and you don't have to be bothered with arguments and "facts" that don't match your experiences.
The third is assume that everyone else's motives are suspect. Always be dissatisfied and you will never be disappointed.
Fourth, since you are on a downhill slide anyway, help keep people grounded from dreaming too big and help them avoid risks, they can be brought down to earth by your hard-earned wisdom and experience.
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