Thoughts on moody people...
Listen...I'm not one to stereotype women, but let's face it: they have a tremendous amount of daily, monthly and lifelong hormonal changes going on, such that most men never face. They bear children, can experience postpartum hormonal changes even after even bearing children. So just adding up the monthly issues, the child baring issues and even after birth issues...man, women sure do go through a lot. Heck and sometime in their 40's...they go through yet another round of hormonal changes. Having a mother and older sisters...and 3 daughters myself - I totally get that you have to give women a break and be more understanding when they get into bad moods.
However...what's the excuse for some men? It may not be a large percentage of men who go through hourly and daily hormonal changes, but there has to be a definite percentage of men who do? I'm basing this on the percentage of men that I've known throughout my 47 years of living. Men who get into such fowl moods that you hate to work with them, or be around them.
I know a guy at work who binge smokes. In other words, he quits smoking about once every 3 or 4 weeks - for the past 20 plus years! The longer he goes without smoking...the worse his moods get. All of us at work start chipping in to buy him a carton of cigarettes because of the foul moods he gets in. I mean he really gets as irritating as he is as irritable.
Another guy I know also gets so moody, that some days after you just said hello to him and he's all smiling and chipper. He walks away with a scowl or grimace and the next time you talk to him - it's like he just walked out of a funeral parlor. By that point he's usually just complaining about this thing and that thing or that person so much that you just avoid talking to him. You know if you stand there and talk for five minutes more he's going to send you into a depression.
That reminds me of a neighbor of mine, who I used to speak to all the time, until I figured him out. He hated New York. He hated all the other neighbors (probably because they had learned to avoid him too). He didn't like his car or his kids. He couldn't wait to move south. When he did move...to Pennsylvania...I heard he didn't like it there either. Thankfully before he moved I learned to do Olympic sprints to my car, wave hello, and start my car all at the same time. Now that he's gone, I'm not in as good of shape.
Now about myself...yes...okay...I do have my own bad moods or even sad moods. But my brain is so twisted, I do try to find some crazy humor in my situation to turn the bad mood thing around. I mean...what else are you going to do? I remember being in the hospital a couple of times in the past 20 years and having friends stop in to see me. Their looks of concern and worry were soon changed by some crazy joke or humor that came into my mind during the moment.
So the moral of my own story is that if you ever come visit me in the hospital...no matter how injured I am...please do not come in sad. Please come in and tell me a joke or share some humor with me...because life is just too short to be moody or sad. And I can't stand moody or sad people.
Now tell me...how do you handle getting into bad moods? Perhaps someone out there has a remedy that might help another person? Let us know.
JS
Listen...I'm not one to stereotype women, but let's face it: they have a tremendous amount of daily, monthly and lifelong hormonal changes going on, such that most men never face. They bear children, can experience postpartum hormonal changes even after even bearing children. So just adding up the monthly issues, the child baring issues and even after birth issues...man, women sure do go through a lot. Heck and sometime in their 40's...they go through yet another round of hormonal changes. Having a mother and older sisters...and 3 daughters myself - I totally get that you have to give women a break and be more understanding when they get into bad moods.
However...what's the excuse for some men? It may not be a large percentage of men who go through hourly and daily hormonal changes, but there has to be a definite percentage of men who do? I'm basing this on the percentage of men that I've known throughout my 47 years of living. Men who get into such fowl moods that you hate to work with them, or be around them.
I know a guy at work who binge smokes. In other words, he quits smoking about once every 3 or 4 weeks - for the past 20 plus years! The longer he goes without smoking...the worse his moods get. All of us at work start chipping in to buy him a carton of cigarettes because of the foul moods he gets in. I mean he really gets as irritating as he is as irritable.
Another guy I know also gets so moody, that some days after you just said hello to him and he's all smiling and chipper. He walks away with a scowl or grimace and the next time you talk to him - it's like he just walked out of a funeral parlor. By that point he's usually just complaining about this thing and that thing or that person so much that you just avoid talking to him. You know if you stand there and talk for five minutes more he's going to send you into a depression.
That reminds me of a neighbor of mine, who I used to speak to all the time, until I figured him out. He hated New York. He hated all the other neighbors (probably because they had learned to avoid him too). He didn't like his car or his kids. He couldn't wait to move south. When he did move...to Pennsylvania...I heard he didn't like it there either. Thankfully before he moved I learned to do Olympic sprints to my car, wave hello, and start my car all at the same time. Now that he's gone, I'm not in as good of shape.
Now about myself...yes...okay...I do have my own bad moods or even sad moods. But my brain is so twisted, I do try to find some crazy humor in my situation to turn the bad mood thing around. I mean...what else are you going to do? I remember being in the hospital a couple of times in the past 20 years and having friends stop in to see me. Their looks of concern and worry were soon changed by some crazy joke or humor that came into my mind during the moment.
So the moral of my own story is that if you ever come visit me in the hospital...no matter how injured I am...please do not come in sad. Please come in and tell me a joke or share some humor with me...because life is just too short to be moody or sad. And I can't stand moody or sad people.
Now tell me...how do you handle getting into bad moods? Perhaps someone out there has a remedy that might help another person? Let us know.
JS
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