April 18, 2004

Polly Pissy Pants

I think I may be getting intolerant in my old age. But one thing has been bugging the living crap out of me lately: people who wait for life to come to them. I hear people say how they're going to do this or that--that they want to achieve a goal. And then they just sit there. Folks, life does not come to you and drop your fondest wish in your lap. We all get lucky sometimes, but even luck can't help you when you won't get off your ass and work for what you want. You want to buy a house? Great, call the mortgage company and start working on it. You want to go to Europe? Super, start saving your money and stop blowing it on silly shit like a new pair of shoes or a cheesy dinner at some slum restaraunt. You wish you made more money so that you could have nicer things? Then work harder, stop blowing your money on crap, and put an effort into getting a better damn job.

If there is something in a person's life that is so important to them that they can't stop running their mouths about it, then they better by God be working to get it. And I hear about it all over the place: the grocery store, the internet, from family members. It's great to have dreams, but don't yap my ear off about it if that's all you're going to do.

Feh. I'm just sick of hearing it.