Often I grumble on how hard are the tasks I shoulder everyday like staying for long hours and on holidays with a minimum pay, dealing with hard to please bosses and doing an arduous physical activity during work. Everything seemed to be a real headache .I felt as if there’s too much pressure that we need to carry when we are in the workplace. I can’t blame myself if sometimes I hate going to work because it’s like a wrong environment for me. If only there’s a job which the scope of duty is just to enjoy and dawdle the whole day then I could be the first applicant. But life isn’t like that and there’s more to reality that I should have to learn.
One day when I was walking home I took heed of a man pushing his wooden trolley and collecting plastic bottles and a variety of garbage from house to house. He was untidy and looks as if he has not eaten his breakfast. A woman whom I distinguished as my neighbor scolded him and drove him away from her place but the man never loses his wit and still pursued to the next house which was ours and to my pity I handed him the plastic bottles he needed. He uttered thanks and it was then that I realized how lucky I am for having a stable job. I haven’t been grateful about the blessings I do receive that other people wish to have. That man really taught me a life’s lesson.