Do I complain? Of course, I complain. I’m a 48-year-old father with children of all ages who refuse to heed my sage advice.
What do I Complain about the Most?
If you were to ask my Miracles of Christ, they would tell you I complain about rooms not clean, plates and dishes not picked up, and a general lack of solitude. Here are some other things you’ll find me complaining about.
- Self-Checkout
- People who leave their shopping carts in the middle of the aisle.
- Lack of “Mom and Pop” coffee shops.
- Lack of local radio programs. (I’m personally working on that one.)
- Bars that don’t serve local beers.
- Children who don’t make the bus.
- People who try to claim parking spots by standing in front of them.
- Children who complain.
- Lack of sidewalks where I live.
That’s what I could come up with. If I think of more, trust me, I’ll let you know. No one else listens, so you’re all I got. Meantime, take a look at finding magic in your everyday life.
