Do you know anyone who complains a lot and just can't seem to enjoy life?

You know how it is...they only got 6 hours of sleep (waaaay more than ME) and they had to do a report, but they couldn%26#039;t find their shoes, and then they ran out of gas and couldn%26#039;t take the shortcut because there were too many trees and woe is me. I work with one and he makes me extremely tired. Do you know anyone like that?

Do you know anyone who complains a lot and just can%26#039;t seem to enjoy life?
Yes three people.One is a stepdaughter whom is pure drama and miserable.Two a bagger that pouts and complains all the time about what they have to do.Third is a bagger who takes out her anger on everyone when in pain or doesn%26#039;t get her way.Constantly needs to have company and does not know how to entertain herself.
Reply:My mother-in-law. She sounds like she%26#039;s complaining all of the time (she speaks Mandarin so I%26#039;m not always sure).
Reply:my aunt
Reply:oh my, yes.


I try to ignore people like that, I don%26#039;t need to hear all about their self-percieved (that didn%26#039;t make sense, did it? Oh well. lol) misery. listening to that crap just makes me miserable myself.


:O)
Reply:yes i work with about three of them sometimes i think they in competion with each other!
Reply:yes an ex friend. She was always complaining how she had no money, hated her job. She always complained about not getting enough sleep, and the days she was off from work she would get up early and complain some more.
Reply:Yes. She is always miserable, and she loves it. It reminds me of a line from a song be REM...





%26quot;Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives, and I decline.%26quot;





Just avoid this guy. People like that are contagious.
Reply:damn...i hate that type!
Reply:Me, according to my husband, lol. I was that way when my kids were small, and I was working full time in a high stress job, and not getting much help at home. I ended up quitting the job because after 14 years, I JUST COULDN%26#039;T TAKE IT ANYMORE. It was a busy Cardiac unit in the local Hospital, and I was so good at the job, they wouldn%26#039;t let me transfer anywhere else. Nobody wanted to do my job, because it was impossible to keep up with me, and the Nursing unit. Anyway....when I quit the job, was when I realized what I had been putting my kids and husband through those last few years, because I was so keyed up all the time. I was the %26quot;Brunette B*tch from H*ll%26quot; every Sunday, because of the anxiety of having to work the next 3 days. (12 hour shifts)





My poor kids, I felt so bad for them, after I relaxed and realized what I had been putting them through. I was lucky and able to get another job right away, that was much less stressful, in one of the Dr,%26#039;s offices.





I have to admit I am one of those people who has the worst luck in the world getting anywhere on time, but it has gotten better since I quit working. It seems like something always happens, to slow me down when I%26#039;m trying to get somewhere. Without fail. I would even allow extra time for the inevitable disaster as I was leaving the house, and would still wind up being late, because of some stupid drivers on the way to work. Everybody learned to accept it, pretty funny really, but they all knew I was trying, and I hate drama in my life, but it seems to find me anyway. I used to say %26quot;I tried to leave Murphy behind when I moved to the southeast, but the little bugger followed me anyway%26quot;, lol.





I wasn%26#039;t one to complain a lot, but just chronically late. Usually not by more than 10 mins.
Reply:Hell yeah.. My ex best friend.. this guy use to complain about everything I did when we played games.. hated for me to win.. and complained about every way I did it too.. I use to be like what the hell man..
Reply:yes an its ridiculous



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