Bad Day

What better way to go through a shitty day than writing about it? Actually you could go for a movie....but that's a different issue:

Just had a bad day. A close friend told me to ‘sleep it off’. I appreciate the concern but me being the guy I am can’t sleep off anything till I crib about it. I guess I was an old guy in my past life. I guess we all were if you believe in that concept.

Anyway, back to where I began: bad day. What is a bad day? You really don’t know till you experience one. And you’re not even in the state of truly sympathizing till it hits you. And a bad day is not a bad day till it starts bad; otherwise just every day is bad.

We've all had our share of bad days and crappy times. And cribbing about a bad day is a nice feeling I admit. But then I think about this family in Darfur. The mother goes to collect water. Father is out looking for odd jobs to earn whatever little he can for the family. The kids are out doing….I don’t know what really…playing probably (see, that’s ignorant!). Now In a family like that with conditions so adverse, what if a family member walks in and says “Aaah! Had a bad day today!” That doesn't happen! Everyone in the family would be like ‘Ohhh! Didn't have a freaking clue, smartass”(Sarcasm: 'for the logically-impaired')

So when we go back home after a crappy day and crib about it for a whole 15 mins (longer if your single) of your life, think about how that day was crappy? Did I lose an arm in a minefield explosion? Did my younger brother die of thirst? Or do I have to go on another day without food? No then be happy about the fact that your cribbing about a bad day. Did I lose you?

Sometimes our lives are so cushy that we make up bad days and petty problems just to make us feel closer to reality. Stupid issues like “Dammit my touch screen sucks” “Haven’t seen the last five minutes of my favorite” or “Wanna take a shit but the toilet seat is too cold!! Dammit!!!!”

I wanna have more shitty days in my life. So that I could think about my not-so-shitty present and future. My point is that complaining about a bad day that could have been worse is a privilege.  So the next time you’re complaining about your sad life just think how lucky you are…and complain a little more, enjoy the privilege. “Oh crap! My toe hurts”.  A Happy Bad Day to you. J  

PS: If someone gives me the exact number of times I’ve used the words ‘crib’, ‘bad’ and ‘day’, I’ll give you the power to decide the subject of the next post ;)