“Good morning,” I said, all cheerful and happy. One person replied, “What’s so good about it?” “The fact that you got up should be one,” I replied. “Well it isn’t. It’s Monday and it’s only the beginning of the week and I’m already tired,” she said. I wished her a good day and proceeds onto my work area. I met someone complaining about the coffee, “This is the worst coffee I ever tasted.” “I’ll make a fresh pot if you can give me a few moments.” I said. “Naw,I’ll drink this. maybe it might make me sick enough to go home,” she replied. “Ok!” I said and walked on.
As I finally made it to my workstation, I took a few moments to look back over the morning. Wow, I thought. It has to be a miserable feeling to see life as they do: never happy about anything, it’s always gloom and doom. I’m no angel, but I try to at least find some good in anything that happens in my life. I meet quite a few people that complain about everything: it’s too hot, it’s too cold, I can’t stand the rain. Why is it snowing? Is spring ever coming? OMG! What is that she has on?
I call these people toxic. If you allow them to hang around you long enough, you’ll find yourself acting just as they do. They find fault in everything and everyone except themselves. They never see blessing for what they really are. They can drain your joy if you allow them to. Love them at a distance. But by all means love them. They have no idea they have become toxic hazardous material.
