You know those segments in shows of a comedic/entertainment nature that have those segments of seriousness: Bob barker used to say “spay or neuter your pets” and a lot of those family sitcoms always had the life message to deliver. Well, this is mine. If I could have you read anything off my site, I would prefer this. I still remember my first two months here, the first month was awful, it wasn’t that bad in contrast to what a lot of people go through, for me however, it was the lowest I can ever recall feeling. Things improved the month after, but I couldn’t shake the mindset of being miserable, even though I had no reason to be.

So one random day, I was being my butt-hurt self, hating everything. Be it fate, gross coincidence, or some chemical imbalance, a revelation came from the blue. I was scrolling Facebook, and noticed three people simultaneously using the phrase FML in a very unfunny manner. The only thing that made it more profound was that I had an email about the starving children in Africa, and had one of those decrepit images to go a long with an even powerful message.

  • Whiny asshole #1: “I have to get up tomorrow at 6 to work FML”
  • Whiny asshole #2: “My printer won’t print my essay FML”
  • Whiny asshole #3: “I have the worst migrane FML”

These may seem like legitimate complaints, but think of it this way. America is one of the most privileged countries in the world, and the poorest %5 of Americans are richer than 70% of the world; there are rewards that are dependent on the amount of effort you put into receiving them. So complaint one, there are Americans, Americans struggling to make ends meat, on the job hunt for over a year. Complaint two we have a person who is complaining about a luxury. There are at least 5 billion people in the world without internet access, much less even knowing what this “printer” is. As for complaint three, we all get headaches, and granted you self-diagnosed yourself with migraines based off web-MD, there are millions of people who are sick due to lack of nutrition and clean drinking water. Of course instead of lending any help, much less sympathy to these people, we rather broadcast our complaints for… I honestly don’t know. I understand we get down sometimes, its human, and we need to emotionally reset, but there are billions of people who don’t even have the opportunity to live. Although I can only share my experience, you may have to experience it on your own level, but thanks to being broken down, I tend to have a greater appreciation for everything, even the minor inconveniences. The next time you get down, I want you to think of the billions of people who never get a chance to experience millions of things you have to be thankful for. Donate to charity. Be sponsored for a charity. Take some time out of your life to help the less fortunate. You’ll honestly feel better. For me I hope I can keep this mindset forever, because I haven’t complained since.

One percent of your time and average American salary a year: 88 hours & $400.

My two favorite charities:

http://www.redcross.org/
http://liveunited.org/

On a lighter note, for men, granted all the time you stare at those things, you really should pay them in a form that is neither a porn subscription, or a strip club (although that can be justified by paying for their college education, har har)

http://komen.org/