Thank heaven that’s over!
Brexiteers and Remainers – even Remoaners – cast into the smelting-pot of politics past.
If only the natural-born moaners could as easily be disposed of!
Too much to do, too difficult a task, not enough time – they’ll always find something to grumble about, and someone, however reluctant, Eeyore-like on whom to latch their woes.
People who study these things have to admit that low-level defeatism is part of British life. After all as the old lady used to say, ‘It’s bein’ so miserable as keeps as keeps us goin’’.
Not the best attitude anywhere and certainly not to be welcomed in the workplace where managers should be making a priority of maintaining the team spirit to ensure efficiency and productivity.
We might not now be as closely attached to our European neighbours as we recently were, but Brits cannot claim a monopoly on negativism.
Up-tight Germans, too. are reputed to be proper bellyachers, to the extent that one enlightened employer has introduced a “two moans and you’re out” policy in her workforce.
French experience confirms that your problem stays with you when the assistance of a fonctionnaire is required. The public service, in particular, generally delivers, but usually with inborn bad grace.
Maybe it would be uncharitable to accuse others of a fault which, if we were really honest, lies within all of us. Moaning and groaning might be irritating but there’s no doubting that, within reason it provides a useful escape-valve that can release and dispel deeper resentment.
Almost as irritating is the reverse side of the coin, the colleague for ever cheerful with an undefeated sunny disposition, making light of challenge and seemingly careless of outcome.
Complaint and cheerfulness in good measure should surely be our aim to maintain morale, to ensure wellness and a balanced mental outlook.
Because, let’s face it, life can be a bitch!