It Would Not Work For Me

I would like to be as happy as that bum she said. I was horrified, because he heard her. Compassion goes a long way toward joy, I told her. I am compassionate if you don’t double cross me, she replied. Her lack of empathy and respect for others is startling. I wonder if she is ever going to be truly happy. What makes you feel good? I asked her. Winning the lottery might, she replied. I mentioned that helping others fills my bucket. She said “it would not work for me.” Nothing I suggested would work for her. Sadly, she is losing daily opportunities to be happy.