One of my co-workers, I'll call her Mildred, has a perpetually negative outlook. Her name is not Mildred, but for privacy concerns I'll not call her by her real name. My dad, from the same generation that this cranky, cantankerous, and crotchety 'older' woman is,
would have called her a "Hapless Btfsplk" after Al Capp's, er, "Sad Sack " type character
. I'd be tempted to say "Eeyore," but Disney has portrayed him
as a sweet thing and this lady is anything but sweet. I stray.
I'm no Pollyanna, but I do like to see the good side of situations over the bad. With Mildred, if it's sunny outside, then it's too cold and sunny. If you mention that we have new movies to process, her comment would be that we have too many already. Come in without a coat and she'll tell the person nearest her how foolish that is. Comment, comment, comment.... if nothing else is on her mind when she arrives she'll go on at length over there being no parking nearby, too much traffic, or any number of other observations concerning her lousy commute.
The point is that it's nice to work with someone with such an unpleasant outlook because it give you pause to reflect on your own outlook. I used to think that clever little comments and a wry humor were pretty cool. As I age I find myself paraphrasing George Sanders in The Picture of Dorian Gray
, that a witty young man becomes a cynical old man.
Thanks Mildred, for helping me refocus!