its all in the perspective

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There are things to complain about, there always are, but I have a good job, I have a roof over my head, and I have a pretty cushy life. Sometimes you get reminded to keep things in perspective.


Today as I was walking across the parking lot to go home, one of the guys from my old department pulled up in his truck and put down his passenger window.

Him: "Did you hear the news?"
Me: "No???"
H: "About B?"
M: "No."
H: "He shot himself. They found him out in his back yard."
... insert more dumbfounded and awkward dialog here
H: "You heard about D, didn't you."
M: "No."
H: "He killed himself too."
... insert inane dialog here..

B was a guy who used to work with us. He worked somewhat as a hobby because he was the only son of wealthy parents. He was always vacationing in nice places and had the best toys. D also used to work with us. For all appearances he was a regular guy with a bit of an artistic flair and a sharp sense of humor, a wife, and a good healthy dislike for politicians.

"The virginal brides file past his tomb
Strewn with time's dead flowers
Bereft in deathly bloom
Alone in a darkened room" - Bauhaus "Bela Lugosi's Dead"