The Chronic Complainer
This morning I was watching The Morning Show while I was ironing clothes. Often there isn’t anything better to do, and I kind of enjoy watching lifestyle shows that mention things I can relate to. The only thing I don’t like are the crazy infomercials which are constantly repeated. I tend to think they’re a scam most of the time.
This morning they had a segment on chronic complainers. I won’t name names, but I know a few of these. Some people might point out that I am – but I think I’m not a complainer, just an angry person. I know a lot of people online who complain very frequently. It doesn’t matter how big or small it is, but it seems that they just complain, complain, complain.
In this segment it was mentioned that chronic complainers probably complained a lot as a child and were given a lot of attention. Maybe because they were the youngest, or spoiled a little, who knows. But to tell who is a chronic complainer, you have to know what they’re complaining about, and most of the time, it’s about themselves. It’s about something concerning them. Where the issue doesn’t concern them directly and concerns other people, then it is something you should sympathise with. But the idea is to empathise, but not sympathise. You should also keep advice to a minimum and give them as little attention as possible, because attention is what they want.
I’ve seen several people complain on Twitter. I’m pretty active there, so it’s hard not to notice when someone just keeps complaining ten tweets in a row in the space of an hour. Wow, you’re on a roll, but sorry honey, if you’re just complaining that you have class, that you’re late for class, that your iPod hasn’t synced, that you’re going to be late for the bus, that your browser crashed, that your TweetDeck isn’t working… how about you get off Twitter and actually fix your problems?
Another time I was in class talking to a classmate (let’s call them A). One of my other classmates (Classmate B) sat nearby, engrossed in something on their mobile phone. While I was chatting with Classmate A, Classmate B was groaning and muttering under their breath, clearly annoyed. I was trying to hard to ignore it, because I found it excruciatingly rude, as if Classmate B was desperate for us to ask what was wrong or “are you alright”. I knew the smart thing to do was to let it go and just not give Classmate B any attention. That was obviously what they wanted.
I guess I’ve been a bit of a complainer lately anyway, feeling ill and with all these digestive problems as of late. It hasn’t improved since my last post, and I actually threw up. 🤮 Waaah. I’ve decided that I will pre-pack all my meals from now on and really cut down on the breads and cereals – eating primarily fruits and vegetables, and some eggs and tofu (thanks Rachel for the suggestion) to make sure I get my nutrients. The lovely Vicky helped me out as well and said that I could have coeliac’s as she had some similar symptoms, but even if I don’t, it would be a good idea to try a gluten-free diet.
Either way, I think I may visit the doctor in a week or so if my condition doesn’t get better after cutting out a few foods. I’ve been spending less time on the internet, which is good – and also getting to sleep early. It’s quite magical, really. I’ve been sleeping before midnight and for four days I’ve woken up without the help of my alarm, usually after almost exactly 8 hours of sleeping, and not felt like going back to bed. :)
I’m kind of looking forward to the weekend for relaxing. I want to read some books. :B