As the pressure builds and stress increases, sometimes you have to laugh.
When my girlfriend tells me she has earned the right to take the elevator down three floors because she works out every day, I have to laugh. Didn’t she read the athlete and the elevator?
When my condo’s management spends 200k on a new fitness center, only to, without first benevolently communicating concerns to the residents, remove half the weights and machines because of a single resident’s (out of 350 units) over-sensitive noise issues, I have to laugh. How could you guys be so dense?
When some of my best friends are still slaving away for an IT consulting firm working on meaningless projects during all their waking hours, I have to laugh. Why are you wasting your life to make someone else rich?
No, situations like these aren’t inherently funny. In fact, when I’m tired or stressed, little things like this are, at first, aggravating. Infuriating, even. But, what’s the point in feeling that way?
It’s like a fork in the road. One way is “get angry”. The other is “have a laugh”. And when “have a laugh” path seems the toughest, most uphill, that’s when it’s most important to go that way.
Are you one of those people who takes the “get angry” route?
NOTE: I can’t stand it when people use the term LOL. But, I have laugh at the irony of it being the only substitute to me actually doing my “have to laugh” laugh.