A Foolish Man
Every morning the town drunk would walk past the general store where all the farmers gathered to have their coffee. Day after day, the same farmers complained about the weather, the high price of fuel, politics, and how bad their wives always treated them. One day the drunk told a joke and everybody laughed and chucked a coin into his beggar’s box. The next day the drunk told the same joke. This time only a few people laughed and tossed a coin. On the following day, the old drunk came by and told the same joke again and nobody laughed. The old farmers told him that he’d never get anywhere by telling the same joke over and over again. The old drunk smiled and said, “Neither will complaining about the same old things.
When making changes
Complaining will never work
Actions are better
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