I get annoyed by people who complain.
Why complain if you can do something about it?
I always felt this way.
I recently looked in the mirror and looked deep into my hazel eyes, I’ve had a lot of alone time lately, and realized I am a complainer.
And complaining can actually be healthy and will get you a free hotel upgrade.
My family moved to central PA about six weeks ago, four of those weeks I’ve been in Pittsburgh training for my new job. In Pitt I’ve been pampered with all expenses paid and classy five-star hotel rooms. I feel like the modern day Eloise at The Plaza, except I’m in my mid-to-late twenties raising havoc in Pittsburgh.
After the initial shock of grand entrances, city views and ten crystal chandeliers in the lobby wore off, I started to notice my actual hotel room.. which was filled with white towels dirty with someone else’s makeup, someone else’s hair in the shower and someone else’s makeup all over the bathroom counter.
My normal self would have been disgusted but cleaned it up and go on with my life. But through my recent learning experiences, I decided to say something.
So I complained. And I felt bad doing it. Then the room wasn’t cleaned, so I complained again, and no lie, I had to complain four different times before someone at this hotel actually assisted me and put me in a new room. Which just happened to be an upgrade. 💁
The moral of this story isn’t to complain to get things for free, but to make your complaints matter.
I learned if something is an actual issue it is best to let someone know ASAP so they can actually fix it for you.
Complaining about his dirty hotel room left me feeling empowered and strong, not annoying and greedy, which is how I initially viewed compulsive complainers.
Once I got into this mindset, I started complaining about everything. Most pominate complaint, being away from my family for so long.
I feel so helpless and lonely in Pittsburgh. I miss my husband, I miss my family and helping with homework. I even complain about not being home to clean the house. C’mon that’s a terrible complaint.
After complaining to someone about being away from home for the gazillionth time, I stoped myself mid-sentence. How ungrateful am I? I was given a great opportunity and handed amazing resources to succeed with a company that actually values their employees, which shows through their rigorous training schedule.
I get to play Eloise, eat a hot meal, stare at a beautiful city’s skyline and take a hot shower without interruption, all while learning out to excel at my new career.
There’s a place and time for complaints, big and small.
So the next time you want to complain, take a step back. Could you shift your perspective to be grateful? Can you do something to fix what you’re complaining about?
Social media is filled with constant complaints – everything from politics to food at a restaurant to jobs, how many of your own complaints could you alter with actions instead of a status or tweet?
Make an impact, not just another post to scroll by.
But if you have a dirty hotel room, go ahead and complain. That’s just gross.
Cheers from a classy hotel in the 412 🍷