The easiest thing in the world to do is to complain about work.
We spend most of our time there.
Even if you're "high up" in the company, there's still the "man" to rail against.
And of course, you're over-worked and under-paid.
Then there are the layabouts, frauds, esthetes and kiss-asses who seem to get ahead unfairly.
There's nothing wrong with complaining. I would be the last one to say that there is.
But there is something wrong with having complaints and then doing nothing about them.
And there is, I think, something wrong in not appreciating the blood, sweat, toil and tears of work.
Work helps give us meaning.
It presents us with choices.
It allows us to challenge ourselves.
It introduces us to friends.
In short, it helps us define ourselves.
You can be diligent or a dilettante.
You can work hard or you can get by.
Back to the beginning: You can work to make things better or you can slide by.
These aren't simple work place choices.
They are life choices.
Who do you want to be?
Who's in the mirror?
How do you want to live?