We’ve all heard the saying, “The squeaky wheel gets the grease…” We understand it’s meaning as “the person who complains the loudest gets their way.” What we fail to see, is the wheel is incapable of getting it’s own grease. The wheel is incapable of getting up a little earlier, filling out a job application, researching it’s rights, interpreting it’s rights, fighting for it’s rights, or becoming more than just a wheel. The wheel is not an acceptable comparison to a human, it’s an inanimate object with no feelings, no ability to evolve, no ability to be anything more than just a wheel. So why do we justify our human complaints with this phrase?
I consistently hear people say, “I hate my job.” My question is “why are you still doing that job?” Why do we not believe we have a choice? How did we get that job? We applied for it, right? We went to an interview, right? If we did it once, couldn’t we do it again? McDonalds is always hiring, and based on the service I’ve received lately, they could use some good help. If we hate our job, the only thing keeping us in it is our choice. People say, “I hate this country,” but just as others have gained citizenship here, we can gain citizenship elsewhere. Even better than just leaving, we could think of solutions to the problems and vote for people who want to create the change we think we need. We could even go a step further than that, and become one of those people who create change. Educate ourselves and stand up for our beliefs. If we want change, it’s all about our choices.
Funny thing, the choice word. We don’t realize every action we’re making is a choice. We wake up late, it was a choice. We feel like crap, it’s a choice. Believe it or not, every choice we make has a consequence. Whether or not it will be positive starts with the choice we make.
The funny thing about people and choices is that sometimes we have to choose between two things we don’t ‘want.’ This seems to be the most common problem and the more realistic conflict. We hate our job, but we don’t want to go back to college and learn a new skill, so we stay in the job we hate. We don’t like our car, but we don’t want to put aside other things we like to spend money on to buy another one. At what point will what we don’t like become more important than what we want? Why is our ‘happiness’ less important than our ‘wants?’ Isn’t the most important thing we can want to be happy, healthy, and empowered by our lives?
Here’s my proposal. Look at your life, all the things you hate about it. Not just the minor inconveniences, but the things you dread. What is the worst thing that could happen if you chose to change one of them? If you hate your job, start putting out applications for another job. If you hate your car, start a savings account for a new one. If you hate a business you deal with, stop dealing with them. If you hate our weight, start working out. Just pick one thing and change your choices. If you can’t change your choices, change your perspective. Focus on your ‘why.’ Why did you apply for our job to begin with? Is it serving its purpose? Can we change our perceptions so we are perpetuating a positive change and not adding to the discontentment? Can we see past our own thoughts and feelings to realize that 100 other people are doing the same job, the best they possibly can, and our negativity is making their job harder? I’m not saying put on rose colored glasses and convince ourselves everything is sunshine and rainbows, but find one piece of our day we would normally dread and put a positive spin on it until we can change our choice. Are we capable of more, or are we too selfish to see past our own feelings and thoughts?
Think about this…
If we hate our job, at least we have one.
If we hate family get-together’s, at least we have family caring if we show up or not.
If we hate our car, at least we have a car to drive.
If we hate our body, at least we are alive.
If we hate our insurance, at least we have coverage.
If we hate our government, at least we have a say in it.
Are we capable of seeing these pieces of life with even a small level of gratitude? Or will we choose to remain incapable of changing and advancing, like the squeaky wheel?