What do I know? Maybe I’m just having a bad couple of days. Maybe I’ve got a case of the January blahs. Tell me what you think. Is it just me, or is life becoming way too complicated? Is it just me, or is nothing easy anymore? I’m not joking. This is a serious question.
Everything is becoming a hassle. It doesn’t matter what it is you’re trying to get done, or who you’re dealing with. It takes way longer than it has to, it’s more fraught with problems and frustration then it should be and you’re left wondering why you bothered in the first place.
Should I really have to re-arrange every carton of milk on the bloomin’ shelf in order to find one that isn’t past the expiry date?
Should I really have to tell the cashier at the grocery store to put my bottle of dish soap in a plastic bag in case the top opens? Wouldn’t you think that would be part of the training? Yes, yes, I know exactly what you’re going to say. “Fransi, you know perfectly well you shouldn’t assume they’re trained, or trained properly.” So I guess it’s my fault I lost half the soap to spillage — which also ruined everything else in the bag?
Should it really take three people half a day to change one password?
Should I really have to call back four times, and sit on hold for at least twenty minutes each time, and then get bounced around from rep to rep (and repeat my sad tale of woe each time) in order to finally convince the ‘customer service’ person (and I use the term loosely) on the other end that they did, in fact, make a mistake on my order or bill or my statement?
Should I really have to try to ‘unsubscribe’ dozens and dozens of times before I finally stop getting inundated with emails I don’t want?
Shouldn’t taxi drivers have to carry a certain amount of change at all times. Why is it that I, the customer, have to go door-to-door trying to change my $20 so the driver, who’s sitting on his ass in the cab (make that his filthy, smelly cab with no shock absorbers), can get his tip?
Does this happen to you, too? With increasing regularity? Are you ready to blow your brains out like I am?
Maybe the problem is, we just have too much. And want too much. All these material goods are really becoming more trouble than they’re worth, don’t you think?
I thought I was doing well. For a couple of years now I’ve been getting rid of ‘stuff’. Keeping only what I really need. Or so I thought. Perhaps it’s time for more drastic action.
More and more these days I fantasize about what it would be like to get rid of everything but the absolute necessities. The barest necessities. The essentials. Like my toothbrush.
And you know what? The thought is becoming more and more appealing. I’m tired of fighting gravity. Of pushing water uphill. Of dealing with idiots who not only have no clue what they’re doing, they don’t care; and they’re rude, to boot.
As I sit here, and look around, the little voice inside my head is getting louder and louder. “GET RID OF IT! GET RID OF IT ALL! TAKE THE CATS AND GO LIVE IN A YURT!!”
Gotta tell you, it sounds like heaven to me.