The other day I was complaining to my daughter Missi about an employee who is always complaining. I can t say I welcomed that bit of enlightenment like a flower welcomes the morning sunshine but the girl had a point. For me, kvetching had become a habit.
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I wonder if feeling sorry for someone can be as satisfying as a pat on the back or a raise. Grudgingly, I told my daughter she had made her point, announcing that I would swear off complaining for the next week to see if it would help me to face life with a more positive attitude. She gave me a knowing smirk but said she would take me out to Sunday brunch to celebrate my decision. I m starving, I announced as we sat down. She looked at me grimly.